The Roof [Monday, Evening]

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Angela was avoiding her own room for obvious reasons, and common rooms for similar ones. She hated feeling like she was hiding.

Town seemed like a long way to go just not to see people, so she'd taken herself up to the roof, and was now sitting out there, wearing several layers against the cold, and staring out towards the lights of the mainland. It would make good inspiration for a painting one of these days.

If she'd been the type to smoke, she would have been. But since she wasn't, she was just sitting with a mug of hot chocolate, because it was really, really freezing out here.

[[And it is open, like a roof of emo.]]

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Chuck was the type to smoke (well, smoke weed) and after John pissed him off, he wanted nothing more than to get high. So there he was on the roof.

He didn't even notice Angela at first, too busy thinking about how he was gonna get Sheppard back for being a dick.

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It was quiet enough up here, that someone moving around was enough to draw Angela's attention, and she glanced over her shoulder towards the noise to see who was making it.

"Chuck," she greeted after a moment, and slouched back into the deckchair she was sat in. Miserable or otherwise, she still had some level of politeness.

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Chuck almost jumped at the noise. Almost. Luckily he was able to control the girly reaction.

"Angela," he said, exhaling smoke as he spoke. He moved over towards her, taking a seat on the edge of the roof. "What are you doing up here?"

Seemed to be much warmer places around here to drink hot chocolate.

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"Drinking hot chocolate and admiring the view," she replied. It was only a partial lie. "I think I'm going to draw it sometime."

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"Well you're up here for a more noble reason than I am then," Chuck said, smirking. Then, trying to be polite, held out the joint. "You want some?"

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Angela seemed to consider that a moment, then shook her head. "Think I'll pass for the moment," she said. "I may change my mind depending on how cold I get."

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"Offer's always open," Chuck said, taking a hit of the joint. "It is pretty fucking cold out here. Or maybe it's not. Maybe I got too used to the Caribbean weather."

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"Dude, what the..." Hurley said, peeking out at who else was on the roof. "Why are you up here?"

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"Why are you?" Angela returned.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"I was just gonna... think," Hurley lied. Poorly.

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Angela quirked a little smirk at that. "Me too."

"I'm willing to share thinking space if you are?"

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"Dude," Hurley said. "It is cold out here. Man. I don't think my thinking is worth it."

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"Depends what you were going to think about," Angela pointed out. She wasn't going to deny it was cold. It really was.

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"Yeah," Hurley said, letting out a deep breath. "What're you thinking about?"

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Amber mozied on up to the roof because one, she was bored. And two, she was bored.

She planned on smoking but caught sight of Angela so refrained. Not like she smoked anyway.

"Hey, you," she said by way of greeting.

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"And you," Angela returned, looking over at Amber from her seat. "Didn't think I'd see so many people up here in this cold," she remarked.

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"I was restless," she said. "And the cold never really bothers me much. Prefer the heat, but used to the cold I guess. How are you doing?"

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"Mmm." Angela nodded a sort of agreement. She missed the heat. The cruise weather was nice.

"Could be better," she admitted. "You?"

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Amber studied her. "I'm doing fine." Pretty much. "Why are you up here, out in the cold yourself?"

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"It's pretty?" Angela tried, not entirely sure the excuse would really fly. "I like a view with my hot beverages."

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Hurley waved to Amber when he saw her. "Guess we're not the only crazy ones," he remarked.

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"Hey, you, and yah, I guess," she said with a nod. "I'm glad you're up here. I wanted to say sorry about the other night. I was kind of trashed."

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"Sorry?" Hurley said. "Why sorry?"

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"I was... kind of wild?" she said with a lift of her brows. "You were drunk and I bought you drinks. I was worried how you woke up Sunday morning."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Oh. I guess it was kinda fun," Hurley said. "Yeah, I hurt yesterday, but... honestly? It was better than other options."