4th Floor Common Room [Friday Late Morning]

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Angela wasn't a big chef. Or one at all, actually. But she had a sudden craving for some sort of brunch this morning, so she was in the common room making pancakes.

Okay they were microwave pancakes, but they were pancakes none the less. They still tasted good, and smelt even better, and that was good enough for her.

[[ooc: It's a common room, do I really have to say it's open?]]

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"Aw, your dad seemed really nice," Angela enthused. Flirty, which was slightly strange coming from your friend's parent, but still, nice.

"I don't know what you were complaining about," she said. She could see how someone like Ichigo might find it... trying, though.

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He stared at her, wondering if she'd lost it. "Maybe you talked to someone else."

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"If he wasn't your dad, he sure seemed very interested in finding you a girl and you should probably worry," Angela told him with a laugh.

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Ichigo groaned. "Should I apologise that he tried to set us up?"

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"I take it as a complement," Angela said, shaking her head with amusement. "Plus, I've got parental orders to hit on you, which I find kind of funny."

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That remark had its desired effect as Ichigo blushed. "I can't believe he did that. Okay no, I can believe it," he grumbled, sulkily.

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Angela snickered, obviously very entertained by this. "Yeah, I do believe he thinks you need to get laid," she said cheerfully. "Which coming from your dad, is quite something."

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And that would be Ichigo wishing the floor would swallow him hole. "Oh geez, did he talk to you about that too?"

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"It was strongly implied," Angela replied, suppressing her giggles by pressing her lips together. The smirk was probably telling, though.

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"It isn't funny," he complained and he quickly moved to grab a plate, because if she was laughing at him he deserved a pancake. Or four.

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"No, it really is," Angela told him. "And he's right anyway, it's not like there's anything wrong with it. It's fun, even. You need to loosen up."

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"It's none of his business," Ichigo protested, not liking where this conversation was heading. He put the plate on the table and plopped down in a chair, crossing his arms stubbornly.

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"Never said it was," Angela pointed out, putting maple syrup on the table for him. "That doesn't make any of what I said any less true."

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"It does," he argued. "It's my decision and everyone needs to just butt out."

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"It is," Angela agreed, pouring herself some coffee. "But you can't knock it until you've tried it."

She sat down with her drink, "I miss sex." Because Ichigo really wants to know that. Totally.

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Some of the maple syrup missed his plate and Ichigo was purposely trying not look at Angela.

"I'm sorry?" he mumbled, because what on earth was he supposed to say to that?

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"What?" Angela shrugged, like discussing her current dry spell with friends was totally normal. It is. "It's been a while," she said, emphasizing the while. "I miss it."

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The pancakes were absolutely fascinating. At least, Ichigo seemed to think so as he was not going to look at Angela... ever. "Okay," he mumbled, talking to the pancake.

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You know, girls usually had so say 'I'm up here' for very different reasons.

Angela chuckled and shook her head. "Am I ever going to get eye contact again now?" she asked.

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"No," he blurted out and he took a huge bite from his pancake, just to keep himself from saying anything else.

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"Hey, I made you pancakes," Angela pointed out. "I should get something."

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"Something?" he asked, very slowly glancing up at her. He was still flustered.

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"I don't know. Acknowledgement? Eye contact and a 'these are really nice'?" she suggested. "I'm easy."

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"These are really nice," he parroted dutifully, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he waited for her reaction.

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Angela gave him a look. "You need to work on your originality," she informed him. "Really."