Emergency Room Encounter

by Pandora's Box Is Heavy

A night spent in the ER with an injured football player across the hall. Their chemistry is instant and it all begins with a raccoon/cat. 175 "chapter" drabble. 5 updates a day.

94. BS - does not get paid enough

94

Bella Swan/does not get paid enough

"You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals! So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel!"

I have to hand it to Emmett.

His speaker system is bangin'.

I'm trying to navigate the streets in a giant yellow HumVee with the windows rolled down and two idiots in the backseat screaming Bloodhound Gang lyrics to the world.

For someone completely plastered, Alice can rap like nobody's business.

Emmett makes a show of bowing down to her, and the entire car swerves with his movements.

I turn down the volume; like that's going to help the situation.

Don't laugh at me. You know you do it too.

"Chill back there or we aren't going to Taco Bell," I threaten.

"Awe, man. She never lets us have any fun."

And now my drunken duo has turned into a pair of petulant children.

"She started locking the stock room after she found me giving myself some love one afternoon," Alice explains before breaking out in a pretty good impression of me. "That's why you have an office, Ali."