4th Floor Common Room [Friday, Afternoon]

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After making an appearance in class, Angela was in need of something to cleanse her mind of the zombie movie clips. With everything going on, watching all that just made her feel a little ill.

That was why the television was tuned firmly to Nickelodeon, for something silly and distracting.

She was clutching a mug of hot chocolate, and had that hockey stick she'd picked up lying across her lap. Better safe than... something else.

[[it's a common room, and it is open.]]

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"It takes all kinds," Triela shrugged.

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"It's times like this I really, kind of wish I was."

She might've actually been able to do something, instead of having to watch someone die.

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"But then you wouldn't be you." Triela flashed a quick half-grin. "It takes a pretty specific mentality to do the sort of thing I do."