4th Floor Common Room [Saturday, Late Morning]

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Angela was up, once again comparatively early for a weekend. She'd got an good long night of sleep, so it was only after she listened to the radio podcast she realised she'd missed an all out corridor make out session last night. That was just sad.

So sad, that she was microwaving popcorn and half-watching a Gelmoore Gals rerun. Yes, popcorn for breakfast. Sort of. Whatever, it smelt great, and with any luck it would taste that too.

It was a weekend, popcorn brunch was entirely acceptable.

And, yeah okay, she wasn't that sad, really. It was a weekend.

[[Open common room is all open. I don't want to have to do work today.]]

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Yay, people were starting to wake up. Which was good. Because he was bored. Not knowing if the window shades were going to be open or something, Emmett came in fully dressed rather than wearing his usual Saturday morning uniform.

Which would be just his boxers, usually.

"Morning!" Emmett said with the cheerfulness of someone who spent all night beating the most recent Call of Duty game.

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Angela glanced over her shoulder with a smile at the (wow, tall) new guy, and offered a brief wave and a, "Morning," in return.

"You are so much perkier than most people this early on a weekend," she remarked.

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"I'm totally a morning person," Emmett told her, flopping down into one of the chairs. Which probably wasn't the best idea since it creaked a little under his weight. "Don't like wasting the day with that sleeping crap."

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"My 'morning person'-ness is severely dependent on circumstances," Angela admitted, turning as the microwave pinged to retrieve her popcorn.

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"Oh yeah?" Emmett asked. He was totally enjoying the popcorn smell. He almost wished he could eat it, it smelled so good. "What kind of circumstances does it depend on?"

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"If I've been drinking the night before, and if there's someone in bed with me, mainly," she said, grinning at him as she gave the bag a shake to loosen the popcorn.

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"Two very good reasons," Emmett said, smiling. "I'm Emmett, by the way."

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"Angela," she shared in return, grabbing her coffee and making her way over to flop (carefully, because hot coffee) on the couch.

"You're in the movie class, right?" She was sure she'd seen him in one of her classes, and that was the one that seemed to fit.

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"Yep," he said with a nod. "I thought you looked familiar. But it's hard to be sure in a movie class since the lights are off most of the time."

That and Emmett tended to think all humans looked alike. Call him racist. Specieist. Whatever, he wasn't as bad as Jasper.

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"Nice to know I'm not just that forgettable," Angela joked. "You into popcorn for breakfast?" she asked.

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Emmett smirked. "No, not really. But, don't worry, I won't judge you for liking it or anything. It's making the room smell good."

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"All the more for me," she decided, shrugging as she picked at it. "I do feel bad for you and your lack of something sugary sweet to start the day with, though."

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"I'm kind of a health food guy," Emmett admitted. "Don't really touch the sugary stuff."

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"You are so rare," Angela told him with a laugh. Also, kind of crazy to completely avoid all that as far as she was concerned.

"Personally, I need my candy to get the day started."

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Emmett laughed. "You've got a great body for someone who eats candy and popcorn for breakfast."

He paused.

"...I don't mean that as a come on. I'm just stating a fact," he said.

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"I do not complain at complements, come on or otherwise," Angela assured him, grinning as she popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth.

"I must have a great metabolism."

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"Well, I mostly added the last part just in case I left my cell phone on in my pocket and my girl can hear everything we're saying," Emmett joked.

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"Covering all possibilities," she laughed. "Very wise. Best not to risk a girl's wrath."

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"Popcorn?" Triela asked as she wandered in. She was wearing her suit and looking way too awake and professional for a Saturday.

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"A more interesting start to the day than an apple," Angela said, shaking the bag temptingly.

"You going somewhere?" It was the suit that did it. She was still lounging around in sweatpants and a t-shirt.

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"I try to avoid getting my ass kicked whenever possible, yeah," Emmett said, laughing.

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Triela paused for a second, as if carefully considering the offer, before nodding abruptly and reaching out to take a small handful of popcorn. "Not really," she answered, her expression clearly wondering why Angela would think so.

Sometimes Triela forgot it was weird to wear suits on lazy days.

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Angela looked at him a moment. "I really don't imagine that as something you have to worry about," she said.

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Huh. Angela shrugged, "You just look very smart, that's all."

"But it doesn't actually take much to be neater than I am right now," she allowed.

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"Thank you," Triela smiled. Almost in spite of herself.

It was nice of people to notice.

"You look comfortable, at least?"