Room 212, Friday morning

[chasingangela]

Angela woke up curled into a ball on Marty's bed, feeling chilly. Her first thought was to wonder why she had fallen asleep in her clothes.

Then she wondered why she'd had such a weird dream. She and Marty had been in the dorm hall when suddenly they started to fight about ... jealousy? Of Dean Tick? She'd even gone to the library to see Bridge about it and told Sam Carter the whole story when they were supposed to be working on a sociology quiz. (Angela was starting to wonder why she was taking a normal test in a dream.) Then, somehow, calling Veronica came into it, and -- wow, her imagination was weird -- she had gotten paranoia all over Dean Tick before confronting Marty.

Who was in a tree. Wearing a suit.

It had to be a dream, right?

It was a good thing Angela hadn't checked her voice mail yet. She sat up and groaned.

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty leaned over and kissed the top of Angela's head. "I think that will cover it. Do you have any classes today? Because the trip to Tahiti will take time to arrange. I'm thinking hiding out in my room and binging on Thai food is in order."

[chasingangela]

Angela groaned and looked at the clock. "I have to go sing," she said. "But then I'll come back for pad thai."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty chuckled. "Okay. I'll order it delivery so I won't have to leave the room for anything."

[chasingangela]

"You're sweet," Angela said. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"If you need me, I'll be hiding under the bed."

[chasingangela]

"Good idea. Cal can't get you there," Angela said. She gave him a kiss. "Let's just never talk about this again?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiled. "Talk about what? I remember nothing."

[chasingangela]

"Exactly," Angela laughed, and headed out the door.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiled and called in an order for Phad Thai to be delivered.

And then promptly crawled back underneath the bed.