Who: Miles and Meaghan What: Drinking, fretting about getting married Where: His room When: Christmas day eve Rating: PG-13 at least for language Status: Complete
Since it was Christmas day and Meaghan didn't really have much else to do, she decided to go and see what her future husband was up to. Even if it was Christmas, it didn't feel like it. She wasn't with anyone she actually cared about. Everyone was dead. It was the most depressing holiday she'd ever had. For everyone probably. That being said, Meaghan didn't want to do much but get drunk and wallow a bit. Or really just not be alone. And she didn't know exactly what to do, except that she thought she might as well talk to Miles eventually. They were going to get married on Tuesday.
Grabbing a large bottle of wine and two glasses, Meaghan headed down to Miles room and knocked on the door. He'd probably be in a mood, wasn't he always? But he'd agreed to marry her and they were stuck now whether they liked it or not. Maybe he'd want to get drunk with her. Worst came to worse, he'd tell her to sod off, and that would be that. Hopefully though, they would talk at least a little.