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Chapter 2
Her jacket was wrapped tightly around her body, keeping her torso warm from the chilly air. It was freezing outside; snow on the ground, crunching under her feet. The sun shined through the clouds, warming her face against the wind. She had been walking for nearly fifteen minutes. She remembered all of last night; she hadn't drank very much. She remembered that the sex with, what was his name? Derek. The sex with Derek had been amazing. Unforgettable.
She unlocked the apartment building door, running quickly up the stairs. Her and Cristina's apartment sat right at the top of the stairs. A tall man that she didn't recognize shut the door to their apartment, giving her a swift nod before starting down the stairs. When she opened the door she found Cristina on the couch, knees pulled up to chest. She wore sweats and a tank top, no socks on her feet, and her hair was pulled up into a messy bun.
"Who was that?" Meredith wore a grin on her face as she sat down on the couch, mimicking the same position as her roommate.
"His name is Preston." Cristina rolled her eyes.
"Preston? Seriously?"
"What? He's a med student. Who were you with last night?"
"I didn't exactly ask his name." She cringed, putting her hair into a loose ponytail.
"You didn't ask?"
"Well his roommate did tell me on my way out that his name was Derek."
"Was he at least a med student?" Meredith shrugged, making Cristina smile, "God. You are such a whore."
Meredith laughed as well, "Shut up. You slept with someone named Preston." Neither spoke, "Was he good?''
"Yea. Yours?"
"Amazing."
Meredith looked around the apartment. Neither of them believed in cleaning. They didn't do wash often. Cristina didn't even wash her panties; just bought new ones. There was laundry all over the floor, strung on the couch and a bra on the ceiling fan. There was an old pizza box on the circular kitchen table, glasses full of water on the kitchen counter, and empty bottles of alcohol almost everywhere.
Out of nowhere Cristina stood up, stepping over clothes to go to her room, "Oh, by the way, your mother called while I was having sex. She left you a message."
Meredith leaned back on the couch and pressed the Play button.
"Meredith. It's me. I made us reservations at Zin's for tomorrow at 2. If you can't be there at least call me--and don't be late."
Short. And sarcastic. Just like Ellis. She looked at her phone: 12:48pm.
"Great"
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Wow. I'm a bad updater. But I promise they'll get better. Next chapter will be Ellis and Meredith's lunch conversation.
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