Room 403 [Sunday, Evening]
Angela was largely oblivious to the phone madness going around. Her one messsage from Hannibal was easy enough to return. Not that she knew why he'd bother calling her about that, when they lived together.
Then, in order to deal with her Sunday night boredom, decided to throw a little impromptu girly night. She was sure Hannibal would be able to deal with a room full of girls for an evening if he was around. She left voicemails for just a few people, and only a couple of them went where she'd intended them to go to. Doing this tonight may have been a mistake. Oh well.
She hadn't lied, though, there were cookies of varying types, magazines and a few drinks. The usual girly night in staples.
It was only after she'd done all that she picked up Ichigo's message, and what? That one also had to be replied to.
[[And her door and this post are open!]]
Then, in order to deal with her Sunday night boredom, decided to throw a little impromptu girly night. She was sure Hannibal would be able to deal with a room full of girls for an evening if he was around. She left voicemails for just a few people, and only a couple of them went where she'd intended them to go to. Doing this tonight may have been a mistake. Oh well.
She hadn't lied, though, there were cookies of varying types, magazines and a few drinks. The usual girly night in staples.
It was only after she'd done all that she picked up Ichigo's message, and what? That one also had to be replied to.
[[And her door and this post are open!]]