FOUR; ACCIDENTAL VISUAL [ and you won't give up the search for the ghosts in the hall ]

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Angela's tablet clicks on to show her hunched over an open textbook, pen in hand as she occasionally jots notes in a notebook that's been set open beside it. A Bible and several other books, all of which are on the occult, are spread out in front of her, and one of them is dangerously close to falling off the edge of her desk. There's a half-drunk

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[allthefunever]

Late night?

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[deniedthesight]

Haven't pulled one in a while. Figured I was due.

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[allthefunever]

With interesting reading material, no less. Were they out of Sodoku and romance novels?

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[deniedthesight]

I was never a big Fabio fan.

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[allthefunever]

Not even for those abs?

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[deniedthesight]

I can't fantisize about a guy who has better hair than I do.

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[allthefunever]

There goes our whirlwind romance.

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[deniedthesight]

[ she laughs. for a considerable amount of time. ]

I think I'm a bit old for you.

[ oh angela, if only you knew. ]

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[allthefunever]

Oh, you'd be surprised.

[ heavy irony there; she'll probably assume he likes older women, but the truth is-- of course-- even funnier. ]

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[deniedthesight]

Not really. It'd take a lot to shock me these days.