Room 403 [Saturday, Eaaarly Morning]

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As it turned out, Angela was a morning person at age six

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[first_guardian]

Ichigo had been awake for a while, exploring the halls and he ended up talking to a weird man who hadn't said anything back. Which got boring so he soon walked away and wasn't Angela on this floor? He hadn't actually visited Angela's room before, but he couldn't remember why which made it a perfect reason to do so now.

With a grin from ear to ear, he rapped quickly on the door, bouncing on his heels. It was an honest grin, nothing about it was fake or cocky, just a smile because he was pleased.

[flashesforinfo]

Angela peeked out from under her blanket fort at the noise. Oooh. Visitors!

"Who's it?" she called out, even as she crawled out.

[first_guardian]

"Kurosaki Ichigo!" he declared and he knocked on the door again, just in case. "I come and visit!"

[flashesforinfo]

"Ichigo!" Oh, see that got her out of bed and over opening the door.

[decoder_rings]

Hannibal had tried to ignore the rustling of covers and the sounds of someone moving but there was someone moving and he was curious.

So, he peeped out from under his own blankets and made a frowny face at the lump under the other blankets.

"Whaddya makin'?" he asked quietly, trying valiantly to use indoor voice.

[flashesforinfo]

"S'a house!" Duh.

Said the lump of blankets.

[decoder_rings]

"Itty bitty house," Hannibal observed with all of his seven year old intelligence. "No room for teebee!"

[flashesforinfo]

There was a long moment of silence. Such practical elements hadn't really entered into the equation.

"Don't need one," she decided.