As soon as Mark said “Lexie’s waiting for me” all I could think was Lexie standing on the elevator like Izzie at the end of season 5, the doors opening, her seeing George and knowing she was gone.
AND THEN ALL THE FEELS CAME BACK.
Yes, I know. I have just been on a major “FUCK YOU SHONDA” spam. I however, just re-blogged/read Shonda’s tweets about writing the episode, and how it ultimately panned out; I hate to admit it, but it makes me feel a TINY bit better.
The deaths/exits of most of the characters in Grey’s have been,…
“I wore a diaper yesterday, yes - and I will wear one today. If it helps Dr. Shepherd get through the surgery, I will wear a diaper. My diaper is awesome. My diaper is hard-core. You wish you had the balls to wear my diaper. I’m gonna wear it, and I’m gonna wear it with pride. And if I have to pee in it? Oh, I’ll pee. Because I am a surgeon. This is America. And I will do what needs to be done. So you can kiss my hard-core, diaper wearing ass.”
