Song Title: Take Me Out
Artist: Franz Ferdinand
Pairing: None. Dr. Cox angst.
"You know I'm here waiting for you."
Dr. Cox nodded vaguely in the direction of whoever was talking. The voice sounded vaguely like Newbie's, but in his semi-drunken state he wasn't going to try and pinpoint the exact location of the person talking to him.
Especially since the last time he had shown up to work drunk, that very same person had been the one to catch him. Last time, it was because three patients had died. This time⦠this time he didn't want to think about it.
"Dr. Cox, you can't ignore me. I know that you know that I know. Or something like that."
The older, more angry doctor merely grunted in response.
J.D. sighed. His mentor was not going to be easily drawn out of whatever barrier he had made against the world. What had happened to him?
The younder attending approached Dr. Cox, the smell of alcohol now apparent. Fuck.
"C'mon, Perry. I'm taking you out. You have to talk sometime."
"Ehn."
A/N: I can't thank everyone enough for the reviews! -gives out appletinis-
I apologize for the two rather depressing drabbles in a row. And I'm really sorry about the ambiguity in this one. I wanted to explain it, but then the song stopped! :[ Hopefully, I'll get a chance to continue it.
