Meredith wrapped up her work and rushed to the elevator. She thought that the stares and whispers on her floor would have at least died down but after the stunt Brayden pulled the day before things only got worse. Meredith mentally ducked and dodged all the stares and whispers about her and pushed the button for the elevator hoping it would hurry up.
The elevator finally opened and it was full of people. Meredith squeezed in and could immediately feel the eyes on her. She took a deep breath and tried to think of anything other than those eyes. Waffles, Beaches, Unicorns, Brayden just after he's taken a shower…Her cheeks heated up and she mentally slapped herself. Why would that be helpful to think of in this situation.
