Her heart felt broken all over again. Maybe, she wasn't actually ready to let people she knew come back into her life again. She was just scared to try and build up friendships and relationships that had caused her heart to ache. Just, maybe, if she continued sitting in her balcony and ate her pizzas the way she had been doing for about half an hour, she could only hope to forget and get over the past.

She almost forgot about Shivers, I stress on almost as he came back from munching his treats and cuddled her in as he had done whenever he had thought she was upset. She moved her hand from the side and gently petted him like she always did. The same routine for god knows how many years.She placed her face between her knees that she had gotten up to her chest and held back the tears that were threatening to trickle down her face, when,

*ring, ring, ring ...*

She came back to reality, wiped her wet face with the back of her palm and quickly answered the call without even looking at the caller ID.

"Bianca, we need you in the hospital right now!", she shoved the phone away from her ear as the person literally yelled those words out.

"Calm down Blake, give me the deets while I am reaching.", she said as she pulled out her car keys and walked out of the door in no time... Of course, after, she actually convinced Shivers to stay at home and be the loyal dog he was supposed to be when she was away.

I mean, that kid never left her alone! Except, when he was sure that she was going to a place he knew or when he saw her with a white coat every morning before she left for the hospital.That little dog surely acted like her over possessive boyfriend sometimes, not that she had ever had one but I guess novels do give one a teeny little peek of that part of one's life! And, just to add, she read a lot!

"You've got to reach quickly. We have other doctors here but need your assistance asap, there is this patient...",He continued giving her the details on the patient while she drove her Bugatti from the back side of the apartment to the hospital.

Blake had been one of her closest friend in Paris. Well, they were in the post-graduation University together and had been together since then. They even got into the same hospital. He was a neurologist while she was a neurosurgeon, that's why they had loads in common. He was the closest friend she had had since, Ariana. They knew everything about each other's lives and made the best team at work. Blake had brown hair and blue eyes, he had played football when he was in Uni with her, hence, he still had those features. She could proudly say that her dear friend was... presentable and even that she hadn't EVER uttered in front of him. She usual told him that he looked like a squished pan, but, that was to keep his ego in check, while in reality he was pretty handsome.

The hospital was not that far from her place so it had taken approximately 10 minutes to reach there and park her car. She switched off her phone since she did not want any sort of distraction during the operation, not that anyone would have been interested in calling her in the middle of a very lethargic evening, almost night. She practically ran towards the ICU where the patient was being treated.

~*~

"Woah, that was a long night!", Bianca expressed with a very sleepy face and rested her head on Blake's shoulder.

"Yeah, I mean who would have thought the operation would be that complicated! To add on the already bad mood, I am starving and move that big head of yours off my shoulder!", he overdramatized, yet, made no move in doing so and Bianca ignored him and lightly pushed his head with her palm when, her stomach made this growling noise as if to emphasize on each and every word just spoken.

"You just voiced my thoughts Blake. I am starving too but doubt any restaurant would be open right now. I mean, it is 4 in the morning. Do you want to come to my place to have our very early breakfast?"

"Well, I never say no to food and since you cook really well, I guess it is a plus point."

"Alright! Get into the car."

"Bianca, no, I am the man here, I am going to drive us to your place and that is final..."

"Oh please...talk about being sexist and stereotypical.", she said rolling her eyes. They had had this stupid argument more than a million times. He never gave up and Bianca was stubborn as usual. As you might have guessed, she ALWAYS won the argument. She would never let anyone touch her second baby, her Bugatti. The first one was Shivers. "Gati", the Bugatti...she was a part of her little family. Yes, "she"...Bianca decided it's gender...I know it's weird, don't judge.

But that time, however

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Bianca won again. She loved her car. If she ever had to describe Blake, it would be just one word... annoying! He knew very well what irritated her and always did the opposite of what she wanted to do, even if he did not like it. Well as he always said, "no one other than me can irritate you because if they do, they should know who they are dealing with!", Those were his exact words.

~*~

"You are still an annoying, little girl Bianca, has anyone told you that? I want to have blueberry pancakes. Please, please , please....pretty pretty please with a very red cherry on top."

"And you talk about being childish! You better start baking some cookies mister because I am busy making some pancakes, scratch that... Chocolate pancakes.", Bianca said with an evilish- playful grin.

Yes, they are in her apartment busy arguing about what to have as an early breakfast or a very late dinner. Nah, we will just go ahead with an early breakfast. They ended up arguing about literally everything.

As Blake kept cutting the cookie dough into unusually small pieces and kept pouting and mumbling things about Bianca as if to emphasise his disappointment, Bianca couldn't help but wonder how she would have kept up with her life if Blake hadn't been there to lighten up every mood possible. Well, she started wondering about this after laughing at Blake for acting like a child stuck in an adult's body and throwing some flour onto his hair.

They finished having some cookies and CHOCOLATE pancakes, though Blake kept whining and pouting about how he had missed his blueberry pancakes the entire time while Bianca's eyes ached from rolling them so much.

After they had their very early breakfast and spoke about their weekend's plans of them meeting up at the amusement park set up recently, just at the outskirts, for a relaxed outing day, Bianca managed to push Blake out of her house, of course with the help of the mighty Shivers who had been pulling his jeans with his deadly teeth, so that Blake wouldn't flood their only abode with tears about not having had his "blueberry" pancakes, which she thought to be quite amusing as they had just finished talking about their plans for Sunday.

Why was Bianca friends with this idiot again?