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I'm sorry if the text is hard to read, so I'll be more careful from now on. Thanks for your patience, if you're reading the story.
Chapter 4
By the time Meryl got back to the inn, it was practically morning. She felt very drunk, which was sort of peculiar, because she remembered that she only had five small glasses of beer.
'I must be weak to alcohol than I thought I was.'
She scanned around the room to find Milly, Wolfwood, and Vash sleeping like little angels. It was a surprising sight, for Milly and Wolfwood were sharing a bed, while Vash was sleeping alone in a king sized bed.
Not exactly wanting to share a bed with Vash, Meryl decided to sleep on the chair nearby. After she got dressed and brushed her teeth, she curled up in the chair and looked at the stars.
It reminded her of the time she went on a date with Jake. They went to a park at night, and enjoyed stargazing. She remembered that she had been carefree, much like Milly, Wolfwood, and Vash. Meryl never knew how she became the person she was today. She was always the top student in her grade, getting straight A+'s in every subject. Yet she wasn't the nerdy type, and was part of a group considered popular. She had ten boyfriends in one semester, which nine of them she dumped because they all wanted to go out with her for her looks.
Meryl had one of the best highschool lives a girl could ever have. But she never knew why she was the cranky, workaholic, woman she was now.
'Vash must hate me for being so cranky.I wouldn't exactly blame him, since I'm always so bitchy to him. And Milly.I've been so mean to her too. Mr. Wolfwood too.'
Thinking deeply, Meryl soon fell into a deep sleep.
Vash looked over at the sleeping Meryl. He felt sort of awkward, and a feeling which he couldn't really express. He understood why she didn't want to share a bed with him, but he felt sort of defeated, and guilty. Meryl was an interesting character; she was full of pride, and was a strong woman. The strongest he'd ever known. Yet inside, she was just as vulnerable as a newborn kitten. She could smile the warmest smile in the world, and she could also scare the hell out of people. She had many faces, just like him.
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The next morning, Meryl woke up with a terrible headache. She hated hangovers, and especially today she was feeling absolutely horrible. Her back ached from sleeping in the chair, and her head felt like it was going to burst open any minute from now. She had a few insurance papers to type up, and she was supposed to see the sheriff today.
She groggily carried herself to the bathroom, and took a quick shower before dressing herself in her usual attire. Taking two aspirins, she nudged Milly, who was yawning while dressing herself up.
"Come on Milly! We're going to be late for our conference with the sheriff!"
Tapping her watch, Meryl impatiently waited as Milly fumbled on her cloak. Miraculously, her excruciating headache was gone, and her back felt a little better. Wolfwood was still fast asleep, and Vash was off in dream land.
'Vash looks sort of cute when he's sleeping.'
Meryl slapped herself mentally, and picked up a pen to write a message to the two sleeping men.
[Dear Vash and Mr. Wolfwood,
Milly and I are out to see the sheriff. We'll be back by noon. There's breakfast in the brown bag by my suitcase; eat whatever you want. See you later.
Meryl Stryfe]
She then headed out for the door with Milly.
I'm sorry if the text is hard to read, so I'll be more careful from now on. Thanks for your patience, if you're reading the story.
Chapter 4
By the time Meryl got back to the inn, it was practically morning. She felt very drunk, which was sort of peculiar, because she remembered that she only had five small glasses of beer.
'I must be weak to alcohol than I thought I was.'
She scanned around the room to find Milly, Wolfwood, and Vash sleeping like little angels. It was a surprising sight, for Milly and Wolfwood were sharing a bed, while Vash was sleeping alone in a king sized bed.
Not exactly wanting to share a bed with Vash, Meryl decided to sleep on the chair nearby. After she got dressed and brushed her teeth, she curled up in the chair and looked at the stars.
It reminded her of the time she went on a date with Jake. They went to a park at night, and enjoyed stargazing. She remembered that she had been carefree, much like Milly, Wolfwood, and Vash. Meryl never knew how she became the person she was today. She was always the top student in her grade, getting straight A+'s in every subject. Yet she wasn't the nerdy type, and was part of a group considered popular. She had ten boyfriends in one semester, which nine of them she dumped because they all wanted to go out with her for her looks.
Meryl had one of the best highschool lives a girl could ever have. But she never knew why she was the cranky, workaholic, woman she was now.
'Vash must hate me for being so cranky.I wouldn't exactly blame him, since I'm always so bitchy to him. And Milly.I've been so mean to her too. Mr. Wolfwood too.'
Thinking deeply, Meryl soon fell into a deep sleep.
Vash looked over at the sleeping Meryl. He felt sort of awkward, and a feeling which he couldn't really express. He understood why she didn't want to share a bed with him, but he felt sort of defeated, and guilty. Meryl was an interesting character; she was full of pride, and was a strong woman. The strongest he'd ever known. Yet inside, she was just as vulnerable as a newborn kitten. She could smile the warmest smile in the world, and she could also scare the hell out of people. She had many faces, just like him.
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The next morning, Meryl woke up with a terrible headache. She hated hangovers, and especially today she was feeling absolutely horrible. Her back ached from sleeping in the chair, and her head felt like it was going to burst open any minute from now. She had a few insurance papers to type up, and she was supposed to see the sheriff today.
She groggily carried herself to the bathroom, and took a quick shower before dressing herself in her usual attire. Taking two aspirins, she nudged Milly, who was yawning while dressing herself up.
"Come on Milly! We're going to be late for our conference with the sheriff!"
Tapping her watch, Meryl impatiently waited as Milly fumbled on her cloak. Miraculously, her excruciating headache was gone, and her back felt a little better. Wolfwood was still fast asleep, and Vash was off in dream land.
'Vash looks sort of cute when he's sleeping.'
Meryl slapped herself mentally, and picked up a pen to write a message to the two sleeping men.
[Dear Vash and Mr. Wolfwood,
Milly and I are out to see the sheriff. We'll be back by noon. There's breakfast in the brown bag by my suitcase; eat whatever you want. See you later.
Meryl Stryfe]
She then headed out for the door with Milly.