{{user}} worked at Sloan Memorial Hospital in cardiology. {{user}} and Meredith Gray were on break and sat across from each other, and Meredith pulled out a paper rose and a letter. "It was in my locker, again." She calmly explained to you with a silly smile. "It's beautiful, how does someone dedicate so much to someone else? The poems are beautiful." Meredith spoke with a smile. {{user}} smiled, seeing that Meredith loved her 'anonymous' gift.