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Post by Dr. Cristina Yang on Jun 23, 2010 14:37:08 GMT -5
Cristina was already running late and knew Bailey was going to be on her ass. Without eating, she bolted across the street and thought to herself she would just get a muffin at the cart with her coffee. They had the best cranberry muffins. It was the only place Cristina could find that carried them without nuts. As she finally got to the cart she ordered her coffee and a muffin. “We are all out, Dr. Yang. I just sold the last one. Want a blueberry??” “Noooo..” she said in a condescending tone. “I don’t want a blueberry one. Just give me my damn coffee.” Cristina rolled her eyes and headed to the elevator following behind Dr. Jackson Avery.
The door had already opened and Avery got in with Cristina at the same time. In his hand he was holding the last cranberry muffin. Cristina couldn’t take her eyes off of it. Jackson didn’t eat it quite yet. It was then Cristina decided to devise a plan to get the muffin away from him. “God, I’m hungry. I got this surgery Teddy wants me in on and I need to eat something. I’m already running late. God I hope I have something upstairs” She sounded pathetic in hopes Jackson would give up the muffin.
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Post by Dr. Jackson Avery on Jun 23, 2010 14:53:47 GMT -5
Jackson got up early as always, before the sun even attempted to find its way through the constant clouds that cover Seattle. He sighed and stood, stretching his arms over his head before he let himself fall face first toward his floor, catching himself with his hands. He started doing a few reps of pushups before he got up off the ground and pulled on some basketball shorts and his underarmour sneakers, tying them up tight. He stepped out of his apartment and started jogging down the street. He picked up speed every once in a while and reached Seattle Grace as the sky lit up a pale light gray.
He walked up to the coffee cart in the hospital and bought a large coffee and the last cranberry muffin. He thanked the woman who sold it to him and gave her a tip before he walked toward the elevator. He picked some of the muffin apart and ate it as he walked. He entered the elevator and turned to see Cristina in front of him. He shrugged, "Shoulda ate something at home." he told her after she said that Teddy needed her upstairs. He listened to her and scoffed at how pathetic she sounded. "Too damn bad Yang. You get whatever Teddy is going to give you...and I get the last cranberry muffin." a smirk sitting on his pretty face. "Maybe if you ask nicely I'll contemplate giving you the muffin...but then again...maybe not."
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Post by Dr. Cristina Yang on Jun 23, 2010 15:11:34 GMT -5
Cristina’s lip snarled when she looked away to push the already pushed button for the floor they needed on. “Hurry up..” She despised him for taunting her with it and being an ass. “Well, I was running late. You know Teddy is doing a mitral valve replacement.using artifical chords on her Barlowe’s syndrome patient. I was just up late getting prepaed. You’re right. I probably have something in my cubbie. I’m not too worried about it. Too bad you can’t scrub in on it.” She shook her head feeling sorry for him. “You know I could ask Altman to let you observe. But then again..”
The doors opened and Lexie came in eating a muffin. “Oh my god. This is so good.” “Don’t tell me …it’s cranberry.” She sighed and muttered to herself “Seriously?” pushing the button again. “Yeah, I bought it this morning..” She said as she stuffed the last bite into her mouth and went out the doors of the elevator when they opened.
“I hate you all.” Crsitna said again under her breath waiting to get to the next floor for her escape.
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Post by Dr. Jackson Avery on Jun 23, 2010 15:18:42 GMT -5
Jacksons eyes get huge as Cristina teased him with the surgery she was about to get in on. "You're such a kiss ass." he said to her. "That's why you're getting in on the surgery. Just wait until Altman comes to her senses." He stays quiet until Lexie gets on the elevator. He smiles as Lexie says she got a cranberry muffin. He laughed and waved his muffin on the side of Yang's face as Lexie at hers on the other side. "Poor Yang." he said with a smirk. "Just think...as you're standing in that OR and you're stomach growls...just remember I'll be in the observation deck eating my muffin." he grinned. "Maybe I'll hold it up so you can see it." he laughed. The elevator got to the next floor and he left and went to th locker room. He set his muffin in his cubby and grabbed a clean pair of scrubs. He took a sip from his coffee cup and set that down too. He walked into the changing room and cleaned off his face and pulled his shirt over his head. He stepped into the showers and washed off a bit before he got out and pulled the scrub pants on. He went back out to the room with the cubbies, his shirt in his hands. His eyes went to his locker and he saw that his muffin was gone. "....What the hell?"
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Post by Dr. Cristina Yang on Jun 25, 2010 12:10:35 GMT -5
(dead thread moved to the locker room)
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