New Year, Same Us
Ethan Ramsey x Naomi Valentine
Summary: A look at the Ramseys' NYE celebration
A/N: Me posting a fic for the first time in over a year. Who would've thought? Anyway, Happy New Year everyone!
Donahue’s is packed wall to wall, patrons inside the bar and spilling out into the beer garden as well. The crowd is lively, the energy in the establishment buzzing, everyone drunk and in a good mood.
With the entire gang working on New Years Eve–perks of being an intern, you get the shifts no one with seniority wants–coordinating a full scale outing for the night didn’t seem feasible, but a night getting drunk at their favorite bar that’s walking distance from their job and the train station? Perfect.
“Okay, Sienna, what is your New Year’s resolution?” Naomi asks, pushing a shot glass towards her friend.
“To not cry in an on-call room?” Jackie groans and throws a napkin at her. “What? I think it’s a good resolution.”
“That is depressing as fuck,” Jackie deadpans.
“Well what’s yours?” Sienna counters. She finally picks up the shot glass Naomi slid and her direction and downs it with shocking ease. “To scowl more often?”
“To get laid more,” Jackie replies with a smirk. “I’ve already re-downloaded Bumble and Tinder.”
Bryce laughs, loud and boisterous like everything else he does, and clinks his glass against Jackie’s. “I’ll drink to that.”