Meg's Apartment - Tuesday

[manning_09er]

Meg sat on the floor amid boxes that were still unpacked. She had a bottle of vodka in her hand and it seemed it was all she could bring herself to care about.

Sam... she couldn't think about him without sobbing.
Dean was dead.
Matthew had a new mommy.
Her family disowned her.
She had... nothing now but boxes.

Sucking down more vodka was the only thing

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[1stdonoharm]

Carson's next order of business was indeed to go check on Meg.

He stood at the door and knocked.

[manning_09er]

Lifting heavy-lidded eyes, she peered over at the door.

She was too drunk to answer it, so called out, "S'open."

[1stdonoharm]

Oh, that didn't sound good.

Carson let himself in quietly. "Hey, Meg."

[manning_09er]

She lifted her chin a notch and mumbled a greeting. Then she patted the floor. "Sorry... place is..." she waved a hand, indicating the mess of boxes.