SHE wasn’t sure how she had managed to lose her brother and sister not once, but TWICE in the same night, but the answer likely lied in the glass of wine she was clutching so close to her chest. she did things without her siblings more often lately, trying to get involved in the freshman scene as best as she could, but having them present at the party with her felt like a crutch. the co dependent aldens. meredith was searching the main room of the party rather diligently, looking high and low for the outfits she remembered her siblings to be wearing. instead of miles or miriam, however, it was a boy from a few of her art classes that she would manage to come across. desperate for a familiar face, any familiar face, meredith tugged on his sleeve, trying not to look worried. “you look handsome, beau,” she smiled, trying to remember how people small talked. “do you want to be my companion for a minute? i seem to have misplaced the friends i came with.” careful to call her siblings her friends, lest she look like a loser that didn’t hang out with anyone outside her family. @beauturner