Angela had shipped almost all of her stuff home, but it wasn't time to leave for her flight yet. The last of her luggage was stacked just inside the cabin living room. Outside the cabin, she sat on the ground near the campfire, poking at the ashes with a stick and thinking.
Main thought: Goodbyes sucked. And she had let her friends know she was
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So it wasn't out of any kind of discourtesy that he addressed Angela so tersely when he came by.
"Your turn today, huh?" he asked, hands in his pockets as he leaned against a nearby tree.
[OOC: SP on and off, as I'll be in and out for errands and such, if that's okay?]
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[OOC: No problem!]
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But she could almost believe he had changed. Maybe.
"Hi," she said, flatly.
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"Hey, you."
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