Don't own a thing.

When his roommates were upset, and usually they were at the same time, they seemed to always crawl in bed with him. Or even when he wasn't there sometimes he'd come home to the two of them in his bed.

It was nice. Odd, but nice.

George loved it though. Being there for them like that. Izzie to his right, Meredith on his left.

It was their thing.