All good things had to come to an end and Hannibal supposed this was it for him. Angela had gone last night and he'd spent most of the night packing his things and getting ready to leave himself
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"Dammit, I hate missing new student day," he said and pulled a face. "It's always fun to try and pick which ones are gonna crack first and which ones are prudes when they see the guys running around without their shirts."
"Do I look like the type to leave out the juicy stuff?" Peter said. "Then again, I wouldn't be doing much better of a job than people accessing the old radio broadcasts."
"Well, I do have my big no-longer-a-minor birthday coming up," Peter said. "Other than that, I'm not making any plans. This place throws too many curveballs at you."
"I'll have to be careful on the girl front," Peter said. "Did I mention the last girl I went on a date with here turned into a mermaid? Or, she was secretly one the whole time. One of those things."
"Christian was the one there," Peter said. "Apparently her big bearded father showed up, all angry and turned her back into the catch of thd day. Sounded like it was pretty scary, so I'm kind of glad it was him and not me."
Hannibal snickered at that because he couldn't help himself. "Hey, maybe there's another non mermaid coming in just for you. Or maybe you're doomed to be alone with your cats and a shawl somewhere."
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He smirked. "Or just watch them go slightly crazy."
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Hannibal had a lot of first world problems.
"You'll have to keep me updated, man."
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He couldn't help resist smiling. "Though seriously, it's not so great she's gone."
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