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The next morning Christina rolled over on the floor of George's room and grabbed her head. "Oh my God," she thought, "what the hell happened?"
George looked over at her from his desk where he was eating a bowl of cereal. "Hey, you're up. Here, take these," he said as he handed her a bottle of water out of his mini-fridge and a couple aspirin.
"Thanks George. Ugh, what happened last night?"
"Uh, well not too much. We went to the frat party across the street, you got trashed, puked in a trashcan on the way out of the house, and then again on your way into the dorm."
"Oh. Why am I here?"
"You kinda passed out before you even made it to your room once you were in the building, and I didn't want you to die of alcohol poisoning or something, so I figured you'd be better off with someone watching out for you so you slept on my floor with that (pointing to a trashcan) next to your head."
"Oh, well thanks. But wait, where's Meredith?"
"She stayed at the party and I left her a note on her door saying you were here and not to worry. She's probably nursing her own hangover right about now, even though she was still only tipsy when we left."
"Ah, okay. Well thanks again, George, but I think I'm gonna head back across the hall so I can go shower and stuff," Christina said as she started to stand up and grabbed her throbbing head. "Oh man, I'm never drinking again."
"That's what everyone says until a new party comes along," George said as he stood behind her to make sure she didn't fall. He opened the door and walked her down the hall as she used the walls as support so she didn't fall over.
Christina and George looked at her door and saw the "Christina: DND" in giant letters on the door. "What's with that?" George asked.
Christina looked at it confused and tried to think of what was with the DND. "I wish I knew?" She said, questioning why Meredith would write something so random on the door. She grabbed her keys and quietly opened the door, not wanting to wake Meredith in case she had a hangover anywhere nearly as bad as Christina's. She peaked in the room and immediately shut the door, still standing on the outside of the door.
George turned around from walking back to his room. "Christina?"
"Umm… yeah, uh…want to go get breakfast? Like now?" Christina asked, looking a little flustered as she remembered DND was her code with Meredith for "Do not disturb."
"Uh, I already ate a bowl of cereal, but I could eat more I suppose. Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah…Meredith is just sleeping really soundly and I don't want to wake her up just yet. I'm sure she'll have a hangover and I don't think I want to be in there when she first wakes up." George just kind of stared at Christina, but agreed and they walked off to the dining hall.
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Meredith rolled over in her bed and rubbed her head and immediately knew she had a bit too much tequila last night. She stared blankly at the wall before deciding she felt well enough to sit up. She did a double take when she did she looked over at the floor, where there was a naked guy laying face down on the floor. She realized that she herself only had her jean skirt on, and easily put two and two together. "Not really what I had planned for my first night of college," she thought to herself. She looked at the guy expecting to realize that the guy she clearly slept with last night wouldn't be as good looking as she remembered…after all she had been drunk and probably had a good set of "beer goggles" on. She grabbed her bra that was hanging off the bedpost and threw a pillow on top of the guy.
At that moment Derek stirred and looked up at her as she finished putting on her bathrobe. "Ah, well good morning," he said as she looked over to him for the first time since he woke up and realized that he was just as attractive as she remembered him being.
She lost herself in thought for a second but then remembered the point. "Um so this is humiliating on so many levels. But um…"
"Nice dorm room," Derek said as she stumbled over her words and he zipped up his pants.
"Thanks. Um, I have to take a shower, and when I get back you won't be here, so uh, goodbye…" she thought for a second, "…Der-Derek?" she said, almost questioning if she got his name right.
"Goodbye, Meredith," he said extending his hand. She shook it, grabbed her shower caddy, and left Derek standing in the room laughing.
