4th Floor Common Room [Friday Evening]

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This week was working very, very nicely for Angela, thank you. She hadn't kissed or flirted with the wrong people, or been without someone to help her out when she wanted to get rid of that excess pent up energy.

This last few days, had been kind of amazing (if tiring) as far as she was concerned, and the amount of time she'd spent outside her room, had been minimal.

Occasionally though, there was a need for things like food and showers, and it was the first of those things that had driven her from her cosy room and boyfriend to make sandwiches (easy things, she didn't have the concentration for more than that) and she was pottering around the common room kitchen in hot pants and a t-shirt putting them together, humming to a jingle on the TV as she did so.

[[Common room is open like a common room is.]]

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... You could get detention even once you'd graduated. News to her.

"All the hot and bothered is really upping the tension around here," she noted, fanning a hand at herself absently. Why, Angela couldn't quite understand.

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"Only if you're not getting sex," Peyton grumbled.

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Mm, yes, sex. There might've been a slightly hazy smile at that as she went over the last couple of days in her head.

It... probably wasn't all that difficult to figure out what she was thinking about.

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"Don't even go there," Peyton said even more grumpily.

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"Hey, hey, I said nothing," she pointed out, giving up on finding peanut butter and just making her way slowly to settle on the couch with Peyton and her jar of chocolate spread.

No, she was just thinking it.

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"I swear I can hear you thinking about it," Peyton said, crossing her arms and looking amazingly miserable.

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Angela pulled an apologetic face stuck her finger into the jar and proceeded to suck the chocolate off it. Mmm.

A moment later, she oh so politely, offered the jar to Peyton. Sharing and caring.

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Peyton shook her head. Even chocolate wasn't going to do it for her tonight.

"Thanks, I'm good."

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She shrugged, pulling it back. All the more for her. A moment later, she raised it to look at it more consideringly.

"Think I might steal this," she decided.

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Peyton looked over at it and frowned thougtfully. "Why would - oh! Oh, God Angela! I swear I'm going to go up on the roof where there's no one around!"

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"Oh, what? Like you've never considered it!" she said.

Everyone had to have at some point or another.

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"I suppose I could offer it to Dean and Chuck," she suggested drily.

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"Not this one you're not," Angela told her, moving it a little further away.

"And sweetie, if you're going to think about people doing it, try not making it them." Because while she wasn't doing very well at the distracting friend thing today, she could offer that much advice.

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"Well, if they'd stop making radio..."

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"Everything makes radio," Angela pointed out. "The only way to avoid hearing uncomfortable details about other people's affairs is not to listen."

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"Smashed my radio against the wall Thursday morning," Peyton admitted with the first cheeriness she'd managed. "Won't hear about anything anymore."

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"... ooookay," Angela winced. "Sweetie, are you sure you don't want to take me up on some chocolate?" It sounded like Peyton needed it, and she waved it temptingly. "It's good."

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"With the images you just put in my head of you and Hannibal?" Peyton asked with another eyebrow raise. "I may never eat it again."

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"Hot," Angela said easily. "It's going to be hot." Of course. "That should be an incentive."

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"Please tell me you are not inviting me to watch!" Peyton said, eyes huge.

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"The images, Peyton," Angela said immediately. "The images in your head should be hot."

"... Not that the real thing won't be too," she felt the need to add. "But I wasn't actually inviting a peanut gallery."

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"What good are hot images when you can't do anything about them?" she grumbled. "And thank GOD."

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"And anyway, if I was asking you to join, I would not make you sit on the sidelines," she felt compelled to add. God knows why.

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"NO TEMPTING!"

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"What?" she laughed. "I'm just saying. The voyeurism thing is creepy. Joining in is fun."