౨ৎ in which aliya levine begins her third year of surgical residency with overbearing parents, an ex who left her heartbroken, a green eyed rich boy, a chaotic best friend and a pair of twisted sisters.
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chapter thirty one━P.Y.T. (pretty young thing) season seven, episode fourteen
❝ my whole life at the moment consists of trucks, cabins and spoons. ❞
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T'was the morning before Aliya's twenty ninth birthday, and she was seriously beginning to consider booking a one way ticket to Greece.
The thing was that she was actually being deadly seriously about this whole spontaneously uprooting her life to Greece idea.
The brunette yawned into her palm as the bright glare from her laptop screen shone directly in her eyes at six am in the morning, her cursor hovering over the 'book now' button of the website.
"What do you think, huh buddy?" She stroked her dog's ear, where his chin was rested on her knee as he snored contently, not even moving an inch to put a stop to this Greece trip. "It's warmer in Greece."
She could get a flight this evening, straight to Athens.
Before she could reach over for her credit card, conveniently on her bedside table, a knock sounded at her door, and she almost wanted to pretend she wasn't home so she could continue living in this European fantasy.
"Aliya?" Alex called through the door, knocking once more.
"Come in!" Aliya hollered, her eyes still fixated on the laptop even when Alex came and sat on the bed beside her in a tank top and joggers, his hair scruffy from only just waking. "You've slept well."
"I had a crappy shift full of crappy interns with crappy questions about crappy patients." He complained, squinting at her laptop screen in an effort to see what she was googling.
"You work with kids." Aliya scoffed, light-heartedly, rubbing at her tired eyes. "You can't call your patients crappy."
"Why the hell are you booking a flight to Athens?" Alex gasped at the horror as he finally read the site Aliya was perusing on a random Wednesday morning, and gasped some more when he saw the date of the flight. "For tomorrow night! Are you of your mind!"
"Yes, and chill out dude, it's only a fantasy." She waved him off, closing down her laptop screen to signify that it really was just a dream, and the product of watching Mamma Mia! one to many times. "I'm not actually going to Greece, I was just checking to see if the option was still there if I ever feel the need to catch a late night flight."
