UNY Dorm Room, Saturday Afternoon

[chasingangela]

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.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grinned at Anders, saying, "Yeah, I know. Just about everyone who was younger has already moved on. River's visiting me next weekend, but otherwise, this is the last good chance I've got to see everyone at once." She shook her head. "Anyway, happy, happy birthday, and think of us, drinking and carousing here in England, possibly accosting soccer and rugby players later!"

[chasingangela]

"Yeah, and I didn't know that River," Angela mused. "The Winchesters still have a few years to go, I guess, but ..." her voice trailed off. "Stuff is changing," she finally said. "And accost an extra rugby player for me."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"It is," Parker admitted. "And will do! See you in a few weeks!"