This morning, Emma struggled to stay awake in a chair beside a patient she had to monitor before her rounds. A sleepless night, fueled by George and Izzie's bickering, her impromptu trip to buy tampons (thanks to George's negligence), plus the fact her mother never remembers her, left her on the brink of exhaustion.
As Emma fought off drowsiness in the chair next to the patient, Arizona Robbins entered the room with a warm smile. Sensing Emma's fatigue, Arizona approached her with genuine concern.
"Hey there, Emma sorry to wake you. You look like you could use a break. How about we grab a cup of coffee together? My treat," Arizona suggested, her kindness evident in her soothing tone.
Emma blinked, surprised by the unexpected offer. A small smile formed on her tired face as she nodded in agreement. "Coffee sounds great. Thanks, Arizona."
Arizona's kindness provided a welcome respite, and as they left the room together, the prospect of a coffee break offered a momentary escape from the demands of the hospital environment.
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As Emma and Arizona entered the bustling hospital cafe, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. They found an empty table, and Arizona insisted on getting the coffee.
"Sit tight, Emma. I'll be right back with our fuel for the day," Arizona said with a playful wink.
Emma chuckled, settling into her chair and watching Arizona weave through the crowd to the coffee counter. When Arizona returned with two steaming cups, Emma couldn't help but smile appreciatively.
"Thank you. You're a lifesaver," Emma said, accepting the cup.
Arizona took a sip of her own coffee before leaning back in her chair. "So, tough morning?"
"You have no idea. Barely slept last night, and then this morning was a mess. A combination of late-night tampon runs, arguing friends, and an early-morning patient watch. It's been a wild ride."
Arizona took a sip of her coffee, savouring the warmth. "So, tell me, what's the tampon drama all about? Anything I can help with?"
Emma couldn't help but smile at Arizona's genuine offer of assistance. "Oh, just the usual roommate disputes. George and Izzie are in a constant battle over responsibilities, and last night's topic of contention was tampons. Long story short, I ended up being the designated tampon fetcher."
"Oh the joys of communal living," Arizona said.
"Tell me about it," Emma quipped, taking a sip of her coffee. "How's your day shaping up, Dr. Robbins?"
Arizona leaned in, her expression playful. "Well, aside from saving patients and being an all-around superhero, I thought I'd treat myself to some pretty company. You seemed like the perfect accomplice."
Emma raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Accomplice, huh? Should I be worried about getting caught up in some mischief?"
Arizona laughed, her eyes twinkling. "Only if you're up for it. I promise it'll be the good kind of mischief."
As they bantered back and forth, the playful energy between Emma and Arizona became more evident. The lingering connection from their one-night stand added a layer of flirtation to their friendship, creating a dynamic that was both comfortable and charged with unspoken possibilities.
"So, how was your day yesterday? I didn't get to see you," Arizona said, her tone carrying a playful pout.
Emma grinned, leaning in conspiratorially. "Honestly, it was a bit chaotic. There was this guy who fell down a flight of stairs, and a bunch of nails from a nail gun went into his head."
