𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙸𝚃 𝙰𝙵𝙵𝙰𝙸𝚁𝚂 - 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚈'𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙾𝙼𝚈

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NOTE: I'm gonna be so fr rn; I have absolutely no idea if the surgical method I came up with for this chapter/story is anatomically or scientifically possible in any capacity. I just tried to write it/research it so it sounds like it would. I am not a pre-med girlie I am an English major please lower your expectations and cut me some slack

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S1 E7

If Angie thought living with Izzie Stevens was hard before, it had gotten even harder in the last few weeks. Apparently, Izzie didn't take kindly to being yelled at in front of an entire O.R over her incompetence in her job.

After Angie had finished biting her and Alex's heads off, word had spread like wildfire of the two idiot interns that left Angie to do all the work. Once Angie had finished ripping into them, Bailey had done it all over again before assigning them to scut for a week. Ever since, Izzie had been treating Angie like a cold sore that wouldn't go away, constantly glaring and brushing her off. Even if she wanted to try, Angie couldn't find it in herself to care.

Once Angie's spontaneous bedside surgery reached the ears of the hospital higher ups, more attendings were keeping their eye on her, curious as to what else she could do. She had been jumping from service to service, so much so that she barely had time to rest.

It wasn't like she was getting any sleep at home, either. Meredith and Derek were making that absolutely impossible.

To absolutely no one's surprise, despite Meredith's insistence and debating, she did not end up cutting things off with Derek. Angie could tell it wasn't going to happen the minute she saw that twinkle in Meredith's eyes when she talked about him. It was always nice to see just how right you were, though. In fact, Meredith and Derek were doing great. Loudly, passionately doing great. Over and over again, for weeks.

All.

Night.

Long.

Angie groaned softly, rubbing her eyes as she got ready for work, adding an extra shot of espresso to her mobile order. Despite the thick walls of the house, Meredith and Derek had kept her, and probably George and Izzie, up all night with constant bed creaking, moaning, and a disgusting amount of dirty talk that Angie had never hoped to hear come out of Derek's mouth.

In the last few months, Angie had become privy to a devastating amount of information about Derek's sex life, and it made her want to gouge her eyes out.

After getting ready, Angie slung her bag over her shoulder, ready to head out when she paused, eyeing the bobby pins on her dresser with a sudden idea.

Minutes later, she was standing outside of Meredith's bedroom door, listening to Meredith and Derek mutter together hurriedly. Slowly, the door creaked open, and Angie waited until Derek had fully left the room before she began pelting him with a handful of bobby pins.

"You! Shameless! Obnoxious! Disgusting! Whore!" she whisper-yelled, glowering at Derek as he tried to dodge the flying pieces of metal.

"You little..." Derek kept his voice quiet, but charged forward, wrestling Angie until he had a hold on her hands, freezing her where she was.

"Do you realize how loud you are when you fuck?" Angie snapped quietly. "How am I supposed to get my beauty sleep if I have to listen to you dick down my friend all hours of the night?"

"You get earplugs, is what you do," Derek shot back, shoving Angie's hands away and beginning to make his way to the stairs. Angie followed behind him, both of them still whisper-bickering.