Thinking up a strategy, you see the massive form of Meredith stir and rise up with drowsiness in her eyes. She rubs the tired out of her eyes as she looks around.
"V...?" She calls out.
She looks around and you're not there. Like you, she remembers little about what happened last night.
"I...hope I wasn't too harsh last night. He's not some business partner or thug." She remembers what you did for her and if it wasn't for you, she'd be dead somewhere.
"I'll...call him later to apologized if I did or said anything out of line. Maybe gift him something." She said.
"Whoa. Who knew the corporate stooge had a heart?" Johnny said. "And here I thought she had a stick permanently up her ass."
"She's not all bad. It...just takes some time to get past the exterior." You said.
"That. Or you have a thing for women in suits and like being someone's bitch."
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with a lady wanting to take lead in the bedroom. As long as nothing was inserted somewhere it didn't belong. Right Johnny?" You said. He only smiles that shit eating grin you hate as he disappears again.
"Johnny?! What the hell happened last night?!" You shout.
As you shout, Meredith grabs her phone and presses a few buttons.
"Yes. Meredith Stout. The newest one that came in. How much for a recolor? Do it in black and deliver to the company garage." She said, hanging up.
Did... Did Meredith just buy you a new car? Holy shit. You never took her for the sugar mama. Johnny would have you use that to no end, but unlike him, you're not that much of a sleaze.
"Great, now I have to give her something. What do you give a corporate big wig who literally can buy and sell you?" You asked, just as your phone rings.
"Meredith?" You answered.
"Hey, V. Last night was something. A lot more entertaining than bossing interns" She said.
"Yeah. It was. If only I can remember what happened that night. It's all foggy." You said.
"It is for me too." She chuckled. "Listen... I hope I didn't say or...do anything you didn't like. Or was too rough."
"Well, that's a good thing about the foggy memory, I can't remember if you did."
"Heh. Don't tell anyone this, but I was kinda of hoping you stayed and we'd...cuddle a bit." She said.
You hold back a chuckle. You'd never thought Meredith would say something like that. "We still can. I haven't left just yet."
"R-really? Where are you? The bathroom door is still open." She said.
"A lot closer than you think. Try not to freak out and I'm going to need you to trust me on this. Look down on the bed. I'm right behind you."
"V. Just to be clear, I don't like pranks. If you're trying too...." She drops her phone mid sentence as she looks back and sees a small figure standing behind her.
"V?" She blinked a few times to make sure her eyes weren't playing with her. She was looking at your diminutive form.
"In the flesh." You said, hanging up.
Meredith stares at you for a minute before she grabs you and lifts you up. Inadvertently giving you a good look at her body.
"Why...? How...?" She questioned.
"I was hoping you'd tell me. I sorta woke up like this on the floor. Did you happen to...know anything about this?"
"No... At least I don't think I do."
"You think last night might have had something to do with me being like this? It was wild and doing some crazy stuff." You asked her.
Meredith racks her brain as she tries to remember if it was her who did this.
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