Chapter 8

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Danica's POV

I change into one of George's sweaters and a pair of my track pants. I slip on some socks and jordans. I put my hair in a bun and slip on my glasses. I trudge down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Morning Izzie," 

"Morning," I grab my iced coffee and take a long sip.

"Another sleepless night in Seattle," George mutters and he looks through the clean laundry for socks. 

"Who was it this time?" I ask.

"Hairy back guy?" Izzie asks.

"You know who I miss? Inappropriate facial hair guy," George states. "You know he did his own dishes?"

"Tattooed ass guy made coffee," Izzie says.

"Yes," I agree.

"Yeah he was a keeper," George mutters. I watch as Izzie looks at George. Despite George and I being together, everyone, even me, feel like he still likes Meredith. 

"What? What Meredith? I am over her," George states.

"Okay," Izzie and I say in unison.

"Dani, I am," George looks at me and I just shrug. "Although, is she tryna set some kinda record?"

"At least she has a goal," Izzie says simply.

"Guys, it doesn't matter if she's sleeping around. My only problem is the noise. I'm a light sleeper," I argue. "Who Mer is sleeping with isn't our business. I mean I've slept around, who hasn't,"

"You've slept around?" Izzie asks.

"Yeah, so what?" I counter.

"I just didn't think you were like that you know," 

"Well, when your fiance cheats on you and gets another girl pregnant, sleeping around seems very interesting," I mutter. We hear footsteps and all lean over to look as a guy runs out. "He's new,"

"I shall name him running guy," I chuckle at Izzie's antics. 

"You know who I heard Alex come home with last night? You," George looks at Izzie for answers.

"I don't wanna talk about it,"

"Alex is complicated," I mutter. "I know you like a guy with layers but Alex is like an onion,"

George snorts at my comment causing Izzie to glare at him. "Okay actually I do wanna talk about it but he doesn't wanna talk about it," Izzie starts. "Because there were technical difficulties," I cough on my coffee while laughing.

"What?" George asks cluelessly. 

"You know he didn't--he it was," She makes hand gestures and George and I burst out laughing. 

"Stop it. You guys can't say anything," She scolds. We continue laughing. "Guys stop it," 

"We're gonna at least think about making fun of him next time we see him," George admits. 

"He said it's never happened before," Izzie states.

"Oh that's what we all say," George says without thinking. I burst into another fit of laughter. "And I mean they. That's what they all say," 

"Look I can only vouch for George," I chuckle as I put my cup in the sink. 

"Maybe this relationship with me and Alex, just isn't meant to be," Izzie mutters. "I just, I need sex guys," She aggressively grabs George's shirt. "Like I need sex,"

"No matter how hard you beg. I am not doing you," George says simply causing me to laugh.  

  

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