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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"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."

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"You said that's what you wanted," he objected. "I'm merely following your wishes."

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"Sometimes, you just have to be spontaneous," Angela told him. "It makes life interesting."

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"We've already established that my life is dull and uninteresting," he pointed out.

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Angela shook her head. "And that's really very sad for you," she informed him. She hated when her life was just mundane.

She paused, chewing her lip thoughtfully for a moment. She couldn't leave him with dull and uninteresting. It just wasn't right.

A moment later, she made a decision and pulled open the front of her shirt. Wearing a top with poppers came in so useful sometimes. She had a bra underneath, shouldn't be too scary for him, right?

People flashing you always made life more exciting. A fun anecdote for many years down the line. Or next week, whatever.

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Ichigo had the vague idea that whatever she was up to couldn't be good. However, it not being good didn't mean he expected this.

Which would explain why one moment there was an Ichigo sitting on his chair, his eyes mouth and his jaw slack and then the next there was a loud crash as Ichigo and above mentioned chair went crashing to the floor.

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Angela really couldn't help the burst of laughter, even as she peered over the table at him.

"And now you have one more story to tell," she said. "You okay?"

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"Fine!" he squeaked and he covered his eyes quickly, staying right down on the ground.

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"You're on the floor," Angela reminded him simply. "That doesn't really bode well for your fine-ness."

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"It's a good floor," he peeked from between his fingers. "Are you decent?" He probably should have asked and then looked.

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"I think so," she replied simply, smirking at him down there.

And she was. Her shirt was on, if loosely so. Probably a little more on show than the slightly prudish Ichigo would appreciate, though.

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Which he noticed when he got back to his feet and then he glanced up and... Yes. He flushed and quickly pulled his chair back up again. "So how's classes?" he diverted quickly.

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"I gave baby Kiyoshi back on Wednesday," she told him, sitting back a little now he seemed to have recovered. Near enough. She made no helpful move when it came to her shirt. Poor Ichigo.

"I'm actually getting sleep now. Puts me on good form." Obviously.

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"Baby?" he asked confused and he was not going to glance at her shirt. No, his pancake needed eating, he was already shovelling food into his mouth before he was sitting down again.

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"For one of my classes. Little computerized thing," she explained. "His other mommy and I had to look after him for a week, try to prove we weren't baby incompetent."

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He made a face. "Sounds annoying."

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Angela shrugged, "Could've been worse. Didn't have to feed it, or change it."

"I want a whole bunch of the real thing one day," she told him. "So call it a practice run."

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He looked a little surprised. "You do?"

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"In the very, very distant future," Angela clarified. "I love kids."

She smirked at him. "That shocks you?"

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"No," he shook his head. "Not shock, a little surprised, yes. You seem like someone who'd rather enjoy not having to worry about a whole pile of ankle biters."

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"Right now? I really like my freedom," she said firmly. That much was true.

"But I'm a girly girl at heart, give me a decade or so and I'll just want to find the right guy and have just that kind of future."

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"That makes sense," he allowed. "It's not a bad thing."

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Angela shrugged. "In the meantime, I try to make the very most of now," she said, grinning across at him.

He did have first hand experience of that 'just go for it' side of her. It was fun, right?