"Why are we running?" Aaliyah panted, looking towards Meredith as they jogged through the park with Cristina in tow.
"Oh, God, you're stupid," Cristina huffed as she placed her hands on her knees, needing to take a break, "You're a stupid, evil sadist, and I want to kill you,"
"How am I evil?" Aaliyah asked slightly offended as the three women approached an empty field, "M, dragged me out of bed by my feet!" Aaliyah whined, "And Jasper helped."
"Endorphins are good," Meredith told the two, ignoring their foul moods, "Endorphins are mood elevators,"
"You know what else is a mood elevator?" Aaliyah asked, not waiting for her to respond, "Orgasms."
"This is supposed to make us feel better," Meredith said after shooting a disapproving glance at Aaliyah while Cristina chuckled.
"Oh, God. Do you feel better?" Cristina groaned.
"I'm stupid," Meredith said as she jogged in a circle around Cristina while Aaliyah lay down on the ground, trying to catch her breath.
"Slutty mistress," Cristina poked as she placed her head between her knees.
"Pregnant whore," Meredith shot back as she continued to jog around Cristina, leading Aaliyah to let out a loud snort.
"Happy bitch," The two women said at the same time, glaring at Aaliyah, who simply smiled and stuck up the middle finger.
"Sleeping with our bosses was a great idea," Cristina sarcastically said as Meredith finally stopped circling her.
"You know what's ruined for me?" Meredith asked the two as she placed her hands on her knees.
"What?" Aaliyah asked from her position on the ground.
"Ferry boats," Meredith answered as she began to stretch, "I used to love ferry boats, and Derek's got a thing for ferry boats. Now, every time I see a fuckin' ferry boat—"
"Coronary artery bypass grafts," Cristina said as she ran a hand through her hair before putting it in a messy bun.
"No," Aaliyah said dramatically, moving to sit up and stare at the Yang woman in disbelief, "That's like the worst possible thing to be ruined, fuck a ferry boat,"
"And aortic aneurysms," Cristina finished, leading Aaliyah to put a hand over her heart as she gasped loudly, "God, I used to love aortic aneurysms," Cristina said as she moved to lay down, placing her head in Aaliyah's lap.
Shifting over some, Cristina made room for Meredith to also place her head on Aaliyah's lap; playing with both women's hair, she looked down at the two, "Have you guys tried crying? It works well for me,"
"Do you think we'd feel better if we cry?" Cristina asked tentatively as she looked up at Aaliyah.
"Depends," Aaliyah hummed as she continued playing with the two women's hair, "If you cry— I cry, and I think me crying will make everything worse,"
"Let's jog," Cristina said, quickly moving to stand.
"Absolutely the fuck not,"
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