CHAPTER FOUR - running on spite and fury

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CHAPTER FOUR — RUNNING ON SPITE AND FURY_______________________

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CHAPTER FOUR — RUNNING ON SPITE AND FURY
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"Fuck this." You snapped, your lunch tray slamming down onto the small, circular table.

"You can say that again." Huffed Gajeel, trailing behind you.

"Let Juvia guess what is wrong." The girl insisted, quickly swallowing her mouthful of food. "Is it... the residents."

"Yes." You Gajeel, and even Cana said replied in unison.

All four of you turned to watch the small group of residents, from across the cafeteria.

"Look at the cocky bastards, Well news flash: life ain't all strippers and burritos." Seethed Gajeel, never had you seen someone tear into an apple as aggressively as him.

"What resident were you two stuck with?" Asking Cana, loudly sipping up the last of whatever beverage was in her cup.

"Natsu." Gajeel grumbled, glumly carrying on with eating his apple.

Rolling your eyes, you continued. "Natsu was really nice, and didn't judge us at all for being nurses. Gajeel's just a fat prick."

"Oi." He Snapped. "You haven't told then the best bit."

"Shut the fuck up Gajeel." You hissed, not interested in reliving your time with Sting.

"Cardio gets paged to the ER, and guess who's the resident on the case?"

Cana and Juvia's face are black with confusion.

Rolling his eyes, Gajeel carries on. "Who's the one resident she's dreaded seeing this whole time idiots."

"...STING!" They collectively gasp.

Throwing yourself over the table, you slap your hands over their mouths. Frantically whispering. "Shut up, shut up."

"No." Gasps Cana, eyes wide, leaning over the table.

"Yes." You sigh, resting your head in the palm of your hand.

"What happened?"

"Y/n showed him up in front of his attending, and the entire ER!" Gajeel proudly chirped, proudly patting you on the back. A little too proudly, as his rough touch sent you centimetres from landing your face into your lunch.

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