Room 403 [Saturday, Evening]

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It had been one of those really kinds of lazy weeks. Not that she was actually complaining about that, but Angela did feel like she'd done absolutely nothing, and wasn't changing that at all right now. Almost felt like she should go out, maybe find something to do.

Somehow, she hadn't got to that yet, though. She had ice cream, she had a trashy

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Doors that were open a crack weren't going to stop Hannibal especially when he was laden with bags of food. Not caring about the noise he was making, he kicked the door open with a foot and walked in.

The food wasn't for him. Honest. Frat leading meant snack buying. Boys ate a lot.

"Hey, you," he said, just letting the bags drop and shaking out his tired arms.

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"There's a...girl in the frat," he said, tucking an arm under his head and just going with the fun story first. "I think she's a girl. Anyway, she was going to prove to me that she was a guy the other day by stripping and growing a..."

He shook his head and made a face.

"...becoming a guy in all senses of the word."

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"Wow." That was quite some talent. "That's a little extreme, just to get the guy secrets."

"I'm guessing that means you managed to persuade her out of that?"

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"She didn't strip," he said and then covered his face with a pillow. "But she is in the frat."

Illyria was their special exception to the rule.

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"She could've been lying because she wanted to hang out with you?" Angela suggested. "In which case, you should probably feel flattered."

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Hannibal was pretty sure that was not the case. He removed the pillow and made a face.

"You should meet...her before you think that," he said, shaking his head. "I think she'd break my back before wanting to hang out with me."

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Angela pulled out a bit of a frown at that idea.

"She sounds... scary." Not entirely sure she actually wanted to meet this girl now, no.

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"She's intense," he agreed with a nod. "Don't be worried, I'm not planning on inciting her enough that she tries to break me. I promise."

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"Wow, she must be really intense." Because knowing Hannibal like she did... He talked back to and purposely tried to rile up some scary things and people, and she knew it.

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"Illyria," he told her, shaking his head "is really freaking scary. I'm stupid sometimes but I don't have a deathwish. She'd break me in two and still have energy to go conquer something."

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"I don't think she'd still be in school if they really thought she was going to go around breaking people..." Well, you'd hope so, anyway.

And, well, hopeful thinking. She liked her boyfriend in the one big piece he usually was.

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"Oh Angela, you need to meet this girl," he said, shaking his head. "Still, I don't have a deathwish but I might have a...give me a concussion wish. That's for a whole 'nother reason, though."

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"Don't irritate her into giving you concussion either," Angela requested. "For whatever reason."

"... And why would you want concussion?" she asked, after a pause to consider that idea.

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"Guess who's helping me run the thing," Hannibal said, smirking. "Come on, three guesses. It'll be easy if you saw me at the club fair."

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"Well I only really saw you with Arthur." But he was not the frat type, so...

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"You're so smart, you got it in one guess," he said and laughed. "He's the co leader."