Chevron Sixteen

[allthezpms]

HA! Now I know this place is screwing with me. Not that I didn't think it before, what with the whole "suddenly appearing with no memories and no idea who or where I am and a vague sense of deja vu" thing. I finally started looking through things in this apartment I'm staying in since, hey, nobody's come to claim it, so I assume it's mine. But I found some papers and documents with my smiling mug right on them saying my name is Meredith.

Who in their right mind would name their son Meredith, I ask?

Comments

[you_have_heart]

It sounds like a wonderful time. Pleasure meeting you, Meredith.

[allthezpms]

Let's make membership cards and find a bar to drink in. I have no idea what else to do with our time.

[you_have_heart]

Discourage people from naming their children horrible things seems like another worthy pastime.

Until then, drinking sounds fantastic.

[allthezpms]

I'll try to find a book of names along the way so we can pick better ones for ourselves.

[you_have_heart]

And we shall only refer to each other by these less-atrocious names. We must find one for my little brother as well. The best we could come up for him was High Key.

[allthezpms]

And that simply will not do, not at all. We'll all pick great names, even if they aren't our real ones.

[you_have_heart]

This sounds like a wonderful plan. When shall the first meeting be?

[allthezpms]

As soon as I find the nearest bar. Since everyone around me seems to be as clueless as I am.