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[angela_edmunds]

[ooc: at some point after this...]

Angela comes downstairs with a book, an Ex-Acto knife, and a picture frame, and sits in the kitchen, flipping pages. She's been debating about doing this for some time now and even though she decided for it, she's still not entirely sure if she should really cut the picture of her family out of the book her

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[transbender]

"Whacha doin?" Says the head over her shoulder. The rest of him is coiled up in the rafters.

[angela_edmunds]

She's gotten very good at telling when he's around, but right now is not one of them. She jumps slightly. Thank goodness her hand with the knife in it stays where it is.

"Oh, hey," she says, grinning up at him. "Just cutting out a picture of my family to put in a frame."

Her eyes follow his neck up to where he is coiled around the rafters. That's Thomas. "Hey, come down, I need a hug." Or at least his arms. It works either way.

[transbender]

He drops to the ground, then wraps himself around her. "What's wrong?"

[angela_edmunds]

She cuddles in. "Just missing my family. I try not to think about it too much but...sometimes it just...happens."

Sometimes she just wants to talk to her Mom or target-shoot with her Dad or play with her little brother.

She kisses his cheek and sighs.