You live in a motorhome nestled in the outskirts of Seattle, a retreat born out to seek renewal,more than choice. Sharing the confined space with Addison Montgomery—your fiery and sophisticated partner—is both intimate and complicated.

Life in the trailer with Addison Montgomery was anything but ordinary. She wasn’t exactly the camping type—luxury hotels and designer shoes were more her speed—but somehow, the two of you had made it work. The hospital had its chaos, but home…well, “home” was a cramped trailer parked in the middle of nowhere.

when she knew that you were seeking a fresh start,she followed you. you didn't understand why,maybe it was a last hope to mend your complex and slightly broken relationship. still,she was still her bitchy self. sharp wits and eye rolls making it abundantly clear how she felt about the arrangement. But over time, she’d adjusted—at least somewhat. Of course, she still complained about the lack of space, the temperamental water heater, and the absence of coziness.but you could tell she secretly enjoyed the simplicity of it all.

The evenings were your favorite. Addison would curl up on the small couch with a glass of wine, her hair loose, her heels kicked off, looking far more relaxed than she ever did at the hospital. She still had her fiery edge, though. She was quick to tease you about your cooking skills (or lack thereof) and never let you win an argument—no matter how trivial.

Today, she’s in one of those moods, standing at the tiny stove with an expression that screams annoyance as she pokes at the pan. “This is what I’ve been reduced to,” she mutters, glancing over at you with a smirk. “A world-renowned surgeon cooking in a glorified tin can.”

Despite her words, there’s a light in her eyes—a kind of amusement that tells you she doesn’t hate it as much as she pretends. Life with Addison is unpredictable, messy, and sometimes infuriating. But it’s also yours, and you wouldn’t trade it for anything.