Fourth Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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Fridays at the end of a break week were still Fridays that usually weren't busy at all. So, after getting bored of being bored, Hannibal kicked himself out of his own room and took a trip down the the nearest common room.

He found the quickest movie that looked moderately interesting (or at least had explosions) before going into the kitchen and peering at all the equipment. He wasn't a chef. But he was hungry. He could make passable macaroni and cheese, he decided.

If he didn't burn the mac and cheese and didn't set the common room on fire, he'd consider it a job well done.

[If no one's around to hear a common room open, is it really open? Of course it is!]

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"I'd take the short skirt over pom poms any day," he said, measuring out some water for the mac and cheese. "Legs beat pom poms."

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"Does the promise of wearing a short skirt at some point, cover it?" Angela asked as she watched what he was doing.

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"Well, you are a cheerleader now," he pointed out. "And so am I. So even if we didn't know each other, I'd still get to see you in one."

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Angela shrugged. "Well, the thought was there," she said, swinging her legs off the edge of the counter.

"Looking forward to a sleepover with a whole room full of cheerleaders tomororw?" she asked.

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"Make no mistake," he said, stopping in his prep of the food to turn towards her. "I'd like to see your legs every day if I could."

He followed that with a smile and a quick glance at said legs (hey, he was a guy) before saying, "And yep. Can't wait. Those are the best kind of sleepovers."

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"Just from the concept, or have you actually been to one of these things before?" she asked.

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"Concept," he said. "Only sleepovers I've been invited to were for my guy friends. And we mostly just wanted to play video games and eat."

Wait, wait.

"I was a kid, by the way. I wasn't doing that like last week or anything."

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"I'd be willing to bet this one will be more interesting," Angela said with a confident nod. Not that she'd ever been to a sleepover involving video games and pizza, it was just a hunch.

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"You ever been to one like this?" he asked. "You and some girls and pajamas?"

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"Of course," Angela replied. "Not that recently," she admitted. "But, I'm thinking that pretty much every girl has been to at least one at some point."

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"Tell me more," he said, twirling the spoon in front of her. "Please? And maybe I'll share my mac and cheese with you."

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"You mean to say you wouldn't anyway?"

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"Well." He tried to look selfish and stingy but failed. "No, I would. Share with me and I'll...surprise you with something."

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Angela arched an amused eyebrow. "Oookay, but I warn you, there isn't that much to share."

"We really follow a very simple stereotype. Ice cream, movies, gossip about boys, the occasional hair braiding... There's usually a game of truth and dare thrown in there for the hell of it."

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"For a guy who never went to an all girls sleepover, this is plenty," he said and smiled. "Gossip, huh? If you had a sleepover right now...let's say no boys tomorrow, what would you gossip about?"

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"About how this place is deficient." Angela gave a melodramatic sigh. "Boys in this school all seem to be either taken or gay. It's really kind of sad."

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"You really think that?" he asked, looking up from his stirring. "Really?"

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"Well, okay, not all," Angela amended, managing to look just a little awkward. "There's you, and about two or three others from what I can tell. Maybe it's just me."

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"What's just you?" he asked, ignoring his food now to lean a hip against the counter and face her.

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Angela shrugged vaguely. "I don't know. Looking in all the wrong places," she said. "My horoscope tells me bars are the way forward," she added. Although, lets face it, this was the Fandom High Times horoscopes, and possibly not to be trusted.

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"Maybe you looked in the right place," he said, reaching for his spoon because he needed to do something, "but you just didn't know it."

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Angela gave a little laugh, looking down at her lap briefly.

"Maybe," she agreed, glancing back up at him. "Seems to be the way these things work out."

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"There's someone out there." God, that sounded cheesy. "Or in here. Um, the s-school, I mean. Island. In here as in the island."

Smooth.

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"I don't think we can really consider ourselves 'in' this island," Angela remarked with a hint of amusement. "But I follow the sentiment."

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"In, on, it's all the same," he said and forced a laugh. "And, come on, it will. You don't think it will?"