"flashing lights and we took a wrong
and we fell down a rabbit hole"
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when a Seattle Station 19 firefighter quits her job and starts to work at a bar across from a Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital.
[ multi characters x oc ]
[ jackson avery x oc ]...
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Althea looked up at the entrance to Cristina's new house, blinking as she stared at it. God, if he even existed, was laughing at her, wasn't he? She looked down at the address Cristina had texted her then back up at the words written above the entrance to the house.
"You've got to be kidding me," Althea laughed to herself at the irony, checking the address that Cristina had texted her and then looking back at the house. "She lives in a freaking repurposed Fire House?"
She entered through the front door, which lead her to staircase up to the house itself. She could hear people talking and music playing, so she had to be at the right place. The house more so reminded her of a apartment or even just a loft. At the top of the staircase was a hallway table where people were leaving housewarming gifts.
Althea brought drinks with her, to make mixed drinks herself because she didn't trust Cristina to give her guests any good cocktails, and some homemade cookies. She didn't do gifts like that, she liked to gift people sustenance. She brings food to every party she goes to, unless people ask her for specific gifts. Cristina told her to just show up and exist, especially since it was so last minute.
"Welcome!" a voice greeted her, and she turned on her heels to see Mark.
"Lexie Loverr!" she said enthusiastically when she saw Mark, knowing damn well they were broken up. She could see Lexie standing—out of earshot—in the living room of the house.
But what kind of bartender would she be if she wasn't also basically a free therapist? She's heard some drunken tales from both the Lexie Lover and the Lexie, stories told to her personally or stories she accidentally overheard.
Like a conversation that she overheard Cristina's friend group, which she learned included Lexie and Dr. Mercy Wester, had the other day in the bar while she wiped a table nearby their booth.
A redhead pointed out everyone's issues in an attempt to get them to leave her alone about being a twenty-eight year old virgin. Althea didn't mean to hear the conversation, and it really wasn't her fault that she also remembered what the redhead said.
