“Shit,” Dana muttered, rolling over and off the bed. Alice sat up on her side looking flustered while Dana straightened up. The nurse had entered the room and was now grinning.

“Erm, Hello. Sorry if I… interrupted. I just need to take you to get some x-rays,” he said after clearing his throat. Dana stared at the floor and Alice glared at the nurse. She moved to get off the bed and Dana quickly grabbed her hand to help her out.

“Sorry, Dane. Guess I got carried away,” Alice whispered into Dana’s ear as they walked slowly towards the door.

“I’ll live. But I will get you back as soon as this is over,” Dana breathed mischievously. Alice smirked, leaning in to kiss Dana gently. The nurse cleared his throat again.

“Alright. How long will it take?” Alice huffed angrily, turning towards the man.

“It depends on how bad the injury is. So, I have no idea,” he replied dismissively, leading her out into the hallway. Dana stepped out with them.

“It’s okay. I’m staying right here,” said Dana sharply. Alice smiled gratefully at her over her shoulder. Dana smiled back, watching them till they disappeared behind a corner. As she walked back to the waiting room, her phone started to vibrate. After a few seconds of struggling to get the cell out of her pocket, she checked the call id.

“Hey Shane,” she answered.

“Hey, how’s Alice doing?”

“Well, her nose is fixed now. But they’re doing some x-rays on her shoulder now,” Dana sighed.

“Ah, shit. That sucks. You sure you two don’t need any company?”

“Don’t worry about it, have fun at Helena’s.”

“Uh, we’re not going,” Shane said hesitantly.

“Wha?”

“Yeah, earlier on we decided to have a family night at Bette’s. But now you guys are stuck at the hospital. And, I gotta say, it’s pretty boring without you. Jenny and Carmen are making out and Mark–”

“Who?” Dana interrupted.

“Our new roommate Mark.”

Dana searched her memory. “The asshole with the camera?”

Shane laughed. “That’d be him. Anyway, Bette’s over here drinking herself to unconsciousness.”

“Oh. Well, sorry. I don’t know how long we’re going to have to be here.”

“Did you find out how Alice got in the accident?”

Dana was silent for a moment and then replied, “Yep. She was driving high.”

“And?” Shane asked expectantly.

“And?! What do you mean and? That’s it! Don’t tell me you’ve done that before!” Dana cried incredulously.

“Er – no. Of course not,” Shane said — unconvincingly.  

“Jesus! All of my friends are insane!” Dana frowned. “Or maybe I’m just a prude.”

“No, no. You’ve got to make a living. Drugs are bad. Very bad. Alright, call me later.”

“Okay. Have fun!” Dana smirked.

“Yeah, yeah. Fuck you. Bye,” Shane grumbled, hanging up.

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