[the journal falls open to the sound of quiet humming, as a blue crayon gets dragged across the page. As this is happening, Sweets is starting to wake up and realizes that he isn't alone. He SHOULD be alone, but he's not, and when he looks over at Angela, his eyes widen a bit.]
... Uh-oh. Uh ... Angela?
[Angela stirs next to him, head of dark
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