SUMMARY : A series of perfect ER moments that are intended to fit in
between, through and around the real episodes. Deals mainly with Abby,
Susan and Carter as well as others.
Here's the next little moment in my series.
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"You don't mind if I smoke do you?"
Susan frowned, waving a hand in the air and shaking her head as she finished the last of her drink.
"No....go ahead .......same again?"
Abby nodded, squinting slightly as she lit the cigarette between her lips before dropping the match into the ashtray. She sat back into her chair, the smoke drifting upwards and dispersing into the blackness of the room having a calming affect on her. She breathed out slowly, glancing around until her eyes settled on Susan at the bar talking to the bartender. She took in Susan's appearance, thinking how attractive she looked before self- consciously flicking her own hair away from her face and removing her jacket.
She had only had one drink, and yet she could almost already feel the alcohol running through her veins and to her head. It was just her imagination she thought - probably the excitement of drinking rather than the actual alcohol. She leant across the table, flicking some ash into the ashtray before straightening up and looking back over to where Susan stood under a neon light. She smiled slightly, watching the bartender smile at Susan, watching her smile back.
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"Vodka?" Abby raised her eyebrows in surprise at the two double shots Susan had just placed in front of her, taking a double-take as Susan downed one of them. Abby sniggered as Susan's face contorted.
"that was ... pleasant" Susan gasped slightly. "....your turn." she said playfully, her eyes fixed on Abby. Abby picked up the shot glass and swirled the clear liquid around once before swallowing it and placing the glass back onto the table. She sat motionless as the alcohol burned and warmed her throat, feeling as if she were tinkering on the edge of a cliff, walking an invisible line that she might cross at any moment.
"Whoa ..." said Susan, leaning tipsily onto the table "You ..." she started, pointing at Abby ".. are a professional!"
Abby started to giggle, just a little at first and then louder until Susan laughed as well, if only because Abby was.
"..you.....have no ... idea." she got out, before calming herself down and staring at the empty shot glass, lost in her own thoughts.
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"Cute Bartender." quipped Abby, her chin resting precariously on her hands which swayed slightly where her elbows met the table.
"You think?" asked Susan, slurring ever so slightly.
"I think ..." started Abby as she rolled her sleeves up; "I think he likes you .... God it's hot in here."
"Well ...." began Susan, looking across to the bar, "...he is kinda cute."
"Two buttons." announced Abby, a healthy smile on her face.
"What?" asked Susan, completely confused.
"If you like him ..." Abby ducked her head to emphasize her point "....you should undo two buttons."
"I'm not sure Iike the sound of this ...."
"No, here ..." interrupted Abby, reaching across the table and attempting to undo the top button on Susan's shirt.
"Nice shirt by the way." she slipped in as she sat back to look at Susan.
"Thanks ..." mumbled Susan looking down at her shirt, "...that's just one."
"Well ... we wait a little, and then you lose the other one ..... trust me ..... two buttons, and he's yours."
They both giggled at this, Susan shaking her head as if to clear it before sniggering.
"You're insane."
"I know." Abby responded, closing her eyes as she finished her Martini.
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"You are kidding!" said Susan incredulously.
"No .... God's honest truth. I backed over his cat."
"On purpose?"
"No!"
Susan scrutinized Abby skeptically.
"That's not all ...."
"There's more?" exclaimed Susan.
"When I broke up with Luka, I killed his fish."
"Oh my God ... you DO do it on purpose!"
"No, I swear ... Carter was there .... we tried to save it but it had been down too long."
Susan put her head down on the table for laughter.
"I wanted to carry on CPR but Carter called it."
"Admit it - you're a pet-killing feme-fatale."
"I admit it." slurred Abby.
The two women sat in silence for a moment. Each of them realizing they had probably drunk far too much, but neither of them having the energy to get up and leave. Susan was just about to put her head down on the table and close her eyes when an exclamation from Abby startled her into alertness.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Wh-what? Who?"
Susan turned around to where Abby's eyes were pointing, surprised to see Carter walking into the bar.
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Stay tuned.
Please review people - you like? you don't like? you would like .... Etc.
Here's the next little moment in my series.
............................................................................ ......
"You don't mind if I smoke do you?"
Susan frowned, waving a hand in the air and shaking her head as she finished the last of her drink.
"No....go ahead .......same again?"
Abby nodded, squinting slightly as she lit the cigarette between her lips before dropping the match into the ashtray. She sat back into her chair, the smoke drifting upwards and dispersing into the blackness of the room having a calming affect on her. She breathed out slowly, glancing around until her eyes settled on Susan at the bar talking to the bartender. She took in Susan's appearance, thinking how attractive she looked before self- consciously flicking her own hair away from her face and removing her jacket.
She had only had one drink, and yet she could almost already feel the alcohol running through her veins and to her head. It was just her imagination she thought - probably the excitement of drinking rather than the actual alcohol. She leant across the table, flicking some ash into the ashtray before straightening up and looking back over to where Susan stood under a neon light. She smiled slightly, watching the bartender smile at Susan, watching her smile back.
.............................................................
"Vodka?" Abby raised her eyebrows in surprise at the two double shots Susan had just placed in front of her, taking a double-take as Susan downed one of them. Abby sniggered as Susan's face contorted.
"that was ... pleasant" Susan gasped slightly. "....your turn." she said playfully, her eyes fixed on Abby. Abby picked up the shot glass and swirled the clear liquid around once before swallowing it and placing the glass back onto the table. She sat motionless as the alcohol burned and warmed her throat, feeling as if she were tinkering on the edge of a cliff, walking an invisible line that she might cross at any moment.
"Whoa ..." said Susan, leaning tipsily onto the table "You ..." she started, pointing at Abby ".. are a professional!"
Abby started to giggle, just a little at first and then louder until Susan laughed as well, if only because Abby was.
"..you.....have no ... idea." she got out, before calming herself down and staring at the empty shot glass, lost in her own thoughts.
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"Cute Bartender." quipped Abby, her chin resting precariously on her hands which swayed slightly where her elbows met the table.
"You think?" asked Susan, slurring ever so slightly.
"I think ..." started Abby as she rolled her sleeves up; "I think he likes you .... God it's hot in here."
"Well ...." began Susan, looking across to the bar, "...he is kinda cute."
"Two buttons." announced Abby, a healthy smile on her face.
"What?" asked Susan, completely confused.
"If you like him ..." Abby ducked her head to emphasize her point "....you should undo two buttons."
"I'm not sure Iike the sound of this ...."
"No, here ..." interrupted Abby, reaching across the table and attempting to undo the top button on Susan's shirt.
"Nice shirt by the way." she slipped in as she sat back to look at Susan.
"Thanks ..." mumbled Susan looking down at her shirt, "...that's just one."
"Well ... we wait a little, and then you lose the other one ..... trust me ..... two buttons, and he's yours."
They both giggled at this, Susan shaking her head as if to clear it before sniggering.
"You're insane."
"I know." Abby responded, closing her eyes as she finished her Martini.
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"You are kidding!" said Susan incredulously.
"No .... God's honest truth. I backed over his cat."
"On purpose?"
"No!"
Susan scrutinized Abby skeptically.
"That's not all ...."
"There's more?" exclaimed Susan.
"When I broke up with Luka, I killed his fish."
"Oh my God ... you DO do it on purpose!"
"No, I swear ... Carter was there .... we tried to save it but it had been down too long."
Susan put her head down on the table for laughter.
"I wanted to carry on CPR but Carter called it."
"Admit it - you're a pet-killing feme-fatale."
"I admit it." slurred Abby.
The two women sat in silence for a moment. Each of them realizing they had probably drunk far too much, but neither of them having the energy to get up and leave. Susan was just about to put her head down on the table and close her eyes when an exclamation from Abby startled her into alertness.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Wh-what? Who?"
Susan turned around to where Abby's eyes were pointing, surprised to see Carter walking into the bar.
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Stay tuned.
Please review people - you like? you don't like? you would like .... Etc.