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Angela Chase ([personal profile] chasingangela) wrote2006-03-26 09:52 pm
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Room 304, Sunday night

Angela was still blushing when she came up to her room after talking to Xander and Callisto at the brunch.

She also wondered exactly how stupid she had looked about the whole scrapbooking thing.

Sometime after she called Marty, though, she started giggling, and couldn't stop. It had been a very long week...

[OOC: Mostly for Marty, but if you need her, she's here.]

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2006-03-27 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Marty closed his eyes. "It started off okay. I actually dreamed of good things. You. Hanging out with friends. Then... then I dreamed about the time I talked with Bristow about my old job and instead of Six being the target it was everyone I cared about."

Marty sighed heavily. "Then I was in a dark room and this person I couldn't see kept telling me that it wasn't over and that getting out was never that simple."

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2006-03-27 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
"It's always something that I kept in the back of my mind, I guess," Marty said looking at the floor. "I've always hoped that it would go away somehow and I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore."

Marty rolled his neck around a bit to help with the massage. "That feels good."

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2006-03-27 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope so. I'm just so tired of worrying about it." Marty said nodding slightly. "I think if I stayed with you? It would help."