It's gonna be a happy New Year!

[sensi_doctor]

It is, consequently, New Year's Eve back in Calfornia, too. So JD is happy to have stumbled into the Inn again. He's in his scrubs, because he just got off of another doubleshift (nothing like kissing ass to make sure you keep your job), and he's hopped up on about two energy drinks. It is advised that he not have any more for fear of his heart

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[intensivistmd]

The narration has to throw Chase at the two gun-constructing boys, because, well, that's obvious.

He comes down the stairs (almost dressed in work attire, but a strange tie? Long forgotten) and stops almost immediately when he sees the other two's inventions.

"Already had too much to drink?" He teases as he approaches them.

[sensi_doctor]

"Actually," JD looks up at Chase and grins. "We're completely sober!"

Ben nods, standing, and pulling his boyfriend in for a New Year's Eve kiss. "Completely." He steps back taking in the outfit. "Fancy," he notes with a little smirk. "Especially a fan of the tie."

[intensivistmd]

"Are you really?" A laugh is given, "Well I'm proud and slightly surprised all at once."

Chase smiles into the kiss, "Well, that was proof enough." He certainly hadn't tasted alcohol. He wrinkles his nose and actually slackens his own tie a little bit. It was habit to dress in work clothes. All fancy dress and then he wore converses.

Fancy indeed.

"Thanks," a grin. "So what're you two constructing over here?"

[sensi_doctor]

"We're trying to get the tops of these bottles to go as far as possible. Shooting them off like guns. Only less dangerous." JD nods, shaking a bottle and demonstrating with a loud 'POP' of the bottle as the cork top jumps off. "Damnit. Not near close to the record."

Ben smirks. "I hold the record. All the way to the armchair."