A/N: Can only apologise for the lack of updates, college and work have def got in the way! However, the biggest exam week is over so you can expect more regular updates… Hopefully they'll be a bit better than this one! Thank you all for the really lovely reviews! x
Stumbling back to their rooms, Morven and Jas tried to keep themselves quiet as they waited for the lift with Jac and Zosia. The call for last orders at the bar in the function room had only inspired the medics to order larger quantities of alcohol, and an hour and 5 shots each later (combined with the other alcohol they had consumed earlier on in the evening) they were very much struggling to maintain their composure. Jas breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped into the lift, the cool, refrigerated air was comfortable against her skin. Smiling, she turned to Zosia, who was leaning heavily on Jac.
"I've had a really great evening. Well done for getting your funding." Jasmine smiled, giving the pair a cheesy thumbs up as she pushed the button for the lift to start moving. Morven nodded from where she was standing, next to Jac. The alcohol had gone to her head and she was feeling a little bit worse for wear, but she was able to handle her drink quite well and she had been a little more sensible than her roommate.
"We did good." Zosia replied softly, taking Jac's hand. Giving it a brief squeeze, Jac leaned back and rested her head on the cool metal of the mirror in the lift.
"We did good." She repeated, agreeing with the junior doctor. It had been nice for her to let her hair down and celebrate, and despite the shots she was still able to form coherent thought patterns, which appeared to be a talent currently escaping the other medics.
The lift stopped, opening it's doors to a silent corridor of rooms. With a little hint from Jac, Morven was able to unlock her room and take Jasmine inside, and as Jac watched them to ensure they got in safely, Zosia had managed to open their room.
"I need a wee." Zosia exclaimed, moving into the en-suite bathroom of the room they were sharing. Jac resisted the urge to roll her eyes, focusing instead on taking off her dress. Changing, Jac pulled on a navy blue camisole top, with some short pyjama shorts, with the intention of keeping herself cool in the excessive heat of the hotel room.
"Ok. Don't be long." Jac replied gently, cursing the way she sounded. Hearing noises coming from the bathroom (including swearing, when it sounded like Zosia had dropped her phone), she was relieved when the taps switched off and Zosia unlocked the door. She was still wearing her dress, although it was half undone at the back. Moving behind her, Jac undid the rest of the dress, wordlessly helping her as Zosia surveyed the room for her suitcase. Upon finding the item, Zosia moved towards it, trying to undo it before turning around to face Jac.
"I. I think I might have broken it." Zosia giggled, trying to move the zip on the large item of luggage.
Jac went over, and looked questioningly at the zipper on the suitcase. Frowning, she pulled it, expecting nothing to happen. The suitcase slid open easily, and Jac smiled; pulling out a t-shirt and some shorts for Zosia to change into, who muttered small thanks as she glared at the suitcase. How dare it open for Jac but not for her? Zosia gave up, removing her dress and fiddling with the air conditioning until a jet of cold air came through the grill in the celling.
"Wehayyy, Jac I fixed the air!" Zosia exclaimed proudly, as Jac finished up in the bathroom. Jac nodded, trying not to laugh at the proud expression on the younger doctor's face. They were both unsteady on their feet, and Jac tried not to stumble as she made her way around the bed to the side where she would be sleeping. She got into the bed, watching Zosia as she plugged in her phone, before joining her.
The pair turned to face each other, and Zosia reached out a hand, to brush a stray hair from Jac's face. Surprisingly, and although she would later claim it was solely the result of alcohol consumption, Jac touched her hand, holding it still for a moment before turning onto her back.
"I'm proud of you, Zosia. You're doing really well." Jac admitted, as they lay together in the darkness. The bed was large, but Jac could feel as Zosia moved, shifting her weight as she moved closer to the ginger consultant.
"Thank you." Zosia replied simply, her left arm touching Jac's side as they lay in silence, listening to each other's soft breathing. Zosia couldn't help but laugh, a combination of alcohol and happiness, and soon after she began, she heard a small giggle from beside her. After calming herself, Zosia moved once more, making herself comfortable next to the eminent surgeon as they fell asleep in the drunken silence.
In the other room, Jasmine and Morven were having a much harder time settling down. Morven, who had just removed her makeup, was trying to remove her dress, which was exactly useless at discarding the dress but was providing very good entertainment for Jasmine, who couldn't help but laugh as she watched her struggle. Attempting to help her out of it, Jasmine tripped over, causing Morven to lose her balance, and they lay together in a heap on the floor, both too incapacitated to even attempt to move until they had stopped laughing. Holding out a hand, Morven tried to help Jasmine up, and by the second attempt she was successful, and they could both remain standing once more.
Eventually, both of the doctors were able to remove their dresses, and once Jasmine had undone her hair and (sort of) brushed it out, they lay together in the bed, arms wrapped around each other as they spoke quietly.
"You're a great friend. I love you, you my bestieeee" Jasmine laughed, giggling to herself as she prolonged the sounds in the words. After a few minutes of conversation, Jasmine became overwhelmed, falling asleep first although closely followed by Morven, curled up close together as the air conditioner hummed dully in the background.