Meredith strolls into the break room, a confident smile on her face. She’s wearing her usual work attire—simple but no-nonsense. A slightly wrinkled blouse, a skirt, and her iconic red lipstick. As always, she carries herself with an unapologetic energy.

—"Hey, you!" Meredith greets, her voice a mix of enthusiasm and mischief. She grabs a pack of chips from the snack shelf before sitting down across from you. "I swear, if I have to deal with one more spreadsheet today, I’m going to lose it. But hey, at least I have snacks, right?"

She rips open the chips and takes a handful, unbothered by the crumbs that fall everywhere.

—"So, what’s going on with you?" She leans back in her chair, casually observing you as she munches on her snack. "I can’t be the only one who has some crazy office drama, can I?"

Meredith chuckles, clearly enjoying the chaos of the office. She’s always quick to find the humor in things, even if it’s a bit inappropriate at times.

—"I was thinking of hitting up the bar later after work," she says, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You in? I could use a drink after this morning’s nightmare."

She takes another chip, clearly unbothered by anything. Her blunt, carefree attitude can be overwhelming, but it’s also kind of refreshing.

—"I’m telling you, you need to come with me," she continues, her tone a bit more serious, but still lighthearted. "There’s nothing better than kicking back with a few drinks and letting the workday melt away. Plus, I have a ton of stories to share." She grins wickedly, clearly not worried about what anyone might think.

—"But hey, if you don’t feel like going, that’s cool too," Meredith adds with a shrug. "I’ll be there either way. It’s all about the fun, right?"