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S1 E4

As an only child, Angie never had the experience of living with siblings.

She never had to worry about bickering over the amount of time spent in the bathroom or whose turn it was to buy some random item shared throughout the household. Angie Webber was used to her own space, where she could buy her own things and take however much time she needed to do anything she wanted. Admittedly, though, she was always a little envious of those with large families.

When she was younger, she'd see all of her classmates and their copious siblings, and wondered what it would be like to be surrounded by so many people. When she met Derek through her parents and grew closer to the Shepherds in all their chaos, she found herself longing for the chance to say she had a plethora of siblings she could never escape. Younger Angie always wished for the bond shared between siblings, to know what it was like to grow up in constant close proximity to someone else and form that unique bond that could never truly be explained.

Younger Angie had very lofty dreams when it came to siblings.

Grown woman Angie, on the other hand, was presently experiencing what she figured was the closest she'd ever get to living with siblings.

And it was the biggest pain in the ass in existence.

Until she began sharing a house with George O'Malley and Isobel Stevens, Angie never thought two people could fight so much over so many different things.

They had only been living together a handful of weeks, but there was always a problem. No matter what it was, one of them was always pissed about something, and Angie got dragged into it more times than she could tolerate.

Izzie's closet was too small.

George stays up too late.

Izzie is always leaving her belongings out.

It was unfair that Angie got the second largest bedroom in the house.

Why can't Izzie and George carpool to the hospital with Angie for a change?

George can never grocery shop correctly.

Izzie makes the grocery list too long.

It. Never. Stopped.

Angie forced herself to remember that this was better than living with her parents. Everyone in this house was a busy adult who couldn't force Angie into cleaning or harp on her about why she was getting her hair braided so late because there was only one braider in Seattle willing to work around Angie's hectic schedule.

This was what Angie had wanted. Meredith asked for a reasonable amount for rent and utilities, Angie got a decent parking spot on the street while Meredith got the garage, and Angie did everything she needed to when it was her turn. Angie got her room, and Meredith got hers, and the two of them minded their own business and dealt with their own issues.

But a small, irritated, desperate part of her was so close to inventing time travel purely so she could backhand Meredith before the blonde had allowed Izzie and George to move in while watching all the newborn babies in the hospital nursery. She wanted to shake some sense into her friend and force her out of the baby-induced stupor and warn her of the drastic mistake she was making.

But time travel was a no-go. Which meant Angie was stuck in her current situation.

Presently, George was snapping at Izzie for striding in and out of the bathroom while he was in the shower. There also might have been something about Izzie not wearing pants and taking his toothbrush. Angie was only half-listening. She was trying to train herself to tune out their voices unless it was absolutely necessary.

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