Angela Chase (
chasingangela) wrote2008-04-12 08:51 pm
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UNY Dorm Room, Saturday Afternoon
It was Angela's 19th birthday, but she didn't have any plans to celebrate, really. She'd let herself have a caramel latte at work --- ooh, rebellion -- and was now flopped on her bed, trying to do some reading for her women's lit final.
Of course, Virginia Woolf wouldn't do her much good if she didn't make it past freshman year, but Angela wasn't letting herself think that far ahead.
[OOC: For meeeeeee, but open to anybody who remembers her birthday.]
Of course, Virginia Woolf wouldn't do her much good if she didn't make it past freshman year, but Angela wasn't letting herself think that far ahead.
[OOC: For meeeeeee, but open to anybody who remembers her birthday.]
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"My parents sent a big box of snacky stuff, but that's it so far," she added. "But I haven't seen the boyfriend yet."
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... look, even if Marty didn't deserve smacked just then, he would soon enough.
"How's Peter, anyhow? His birthday's soon too, right?"
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"Yes. Missing your boyfriend's graduation would kind of suck."
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"I don't remember which side of mine his was on. But he's a guy. Maybe he doesn't care?"
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"We went to see the crown jewels when I was there. We decided not to steal them."
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