"𝗞𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝗜'𝗱 𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂," 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱, 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲. "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴." "𝗕𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼," 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗜𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲'𝗱 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱. dream and meredith have been best friends since before they could walk. people had always teased them about being together, but they never gave it a shot. what happens when clay suddenly realizes that he is in love with meredith? will she feel the same? ----- cw/tw: drugs alcohol smut mentions of DV/SA