𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 ━ ready when you are

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❛𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚈 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴❜

 three ]❛𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚈 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴❜

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𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃, 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐉𝐎𝐁

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𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃, 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐉𝐎𝐁. Everyday patients died, so you would expect that the brunette was used to the feeling of facing death, but as she was so close to dying herselfe she realized that she was deeply scared of the death.

"You realize how stupid that was?", Dylan asked her as he carefully closed the black flak jacket behind her bag.

"It was, Brie. Incredibly stupid", Cristina spoke up as well, while Meredith have the dark haired woman a look. "Cristina!"

"You know when you don't need to be made fun of? Like when you have your hand inside a body that's got a bomb in it and a stranger is velcroing a flak jacket to your boobs. Oh and by the way, hadn't I stuck my hand inside of him we were all dead now, so your welcome!"

"Okay, at least you got a sence of irony", Dylan smirked at her as he looked at the young intern.

Brie looked over her shoulder and eyed him for a moment, "Only when things are really inronic."

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