Meredith smiled as she stepped out of the SUV, leaning back in for a moment to retrieve her heavy bag. She grabbed her duffel bag and followed Tom and Rosie into the cabin, immediately heading upstairs to claim a room. "This one's mine!" she called out the door, admiring the antique iron headboard with the thin bars... perfect for handcuffing someone to the bed, Meredith thought. Not that she expected to get laid this weekend, but she had brought her handcuff and some lube<em>just in case.</em>It never hurt to be prepared, she reasoned.<br/><br/>Meredith skipped down the stairs, smiling widely as she passed Tom. "Thanks, sweetie!" she said, petting his arm as she passed. Tom had taken it upon himself to do most of the heavy lifting this weekend, which Meredith didn't mind one bit. As he carried the heavy ice-chest, Meredith idly wondered how strong Tom was, and what he looked like with his shirt off.<br/><br/>Smirking at her thoughts, she made her way back out to the SUV to grab the last of the food items and bring them inside. When she returned to the cabin, Rosie was asking if she and Tom wanted a beer and Meredith smiled. "Of course!" she said, hold out her hands. "Toss me a cold one!" Meredith caught the can deftly and cracked it open with ease. She took a swig, then smiled mischievously at her roommates. "So, what sort of trouble should we cause?"