It had been two weeks since their first meeting; they had had lunch together at the same table ever since.
Cristina approached the table holding a tray with her lunch and two bananas on the the side. They had been practicing together every day.
Meredith was already sitting with her lunch in front of her, waiting for her new friend.
"Hey!" Cristina greeted her.
"Hey! Did you get the bananas? I couldn't find any."
"Yeah. They are here!" Cristina replied placing her tray on the table and sitting down next to Meredith. They had all those seats available, but they always sat right next to each other, no matter who was there first.
They both started eating when Meredith asked: "Are you going home for Christmas?"
"I don't think so. I usually spent it with my father." Cristina stopped talking for a second remembering all those Christmas spent with her dad, then she continued: "Plus my mom and my stepfather don't celebrate it."
Meredith nodded. Cristina had explained her about the accident.
"Are you? Going home, I mean." Cristina asked.
"I don't think so. My mom is always busy working, even on Christmas." That wasn't completely true: Ellis always forced her to go at some colleague of her's Christmas party; but she was planning on asking her mother to let her stay there this year.
"Cool! If you stay here too we'll have more time to practice on our stitches."
Cristina was relieved by the idea of not having to spend the holidays alone.
Meredith smiled hoping Ellis wouldn't force her to go home.