Meredith woke up the next morning with a slight headache. She hadn't been at the party long but she had been making the best of it because she knew Brayden had a tendency to leave early. Or at least he had on another occasion that left her without a delicious dessert.
She hadn't wanted to have that happen again so she downed as much of the snacks she could try and washed them down with glasses of champagne. She wasn't exactly sure how far she had gotten when Brayden pulled her from the party.
She did know that she hadn't gotten to try everything and that she had at least four glasses of champagne. She wouldn't have called herself drunk but she definitely wasn't sober. She was in much better condition than the late work night with Edward.
