4th Floor Common Room [Sunday, Around Midday]

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For once, Angela wasn't doing her usual 'up bright and early' thing. Weekend laziness was almost necessary, wasn't it? Even if she had felt like it, she was pretty sure Hannibal would've protested when she started getting up and moving around much earlier.

So. Lazy. Making toaster waffles, and... watching cartoons.

What? It was a Sunday. Maybe she'd wake up enough for the more intellectual stuff and real food later, but sugar and kids TV was about her level for now.

[[Common room is open, obviously!]]

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Mirax had woken up with enough of a headache RP imitating life, la! that she was on the hunt for food, or aspirin, or a healer, or something, and therefore a trip to the common room was in order.

She took one look at what was on TV and said, "That kinda day, huh?"

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"I don't want to have to think yet," Angela answered, nodding. "I'm hoping to work up to tacky soaps in about an hour."

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"Tacky soaps? I don't think I've ever seen one of those," she said thoughtfully, starting to rummage through cabinets in case there was any blessed Advil inside.

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"Oh, you are missing out," Angela told her easily, snagging her waffle out of the toaster. "Cheesy dramatic storylines, awful acting... They're way more fun than I'm making them sound."

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Success! Mirax took two aspirin from the bottle before placing it back in the cabinet, then went to the fridge to find water. "And now you're stuck with me still here in an hour wanting to check this out. See what you've done?" she said lightly.

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"If it's the start of an addiction," she said, grinning and delving into a cupboard for syrup. "I'll owe you some rehab. My bad."

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Mirax paused, swallowing her aspirin. "It would both scare me if you guys had rehab for that, and at the same time, not surprise me at all."

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"I heard they have rehab for internet addiction now," Angela offered, still looking amused. "So, no, wouldn't really surprise me that much either."

"You okay?" asked after a moment, glancing across at Mirax as she stood up.

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"Yeah, I just slept too long and now I have a headache," she complained. "It's so unfair that your body can be so mean to you when you're just trying to recharge it."

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"And I thought lie-ins were always a good thing," Angela said, shaking her head. "Going and changing like that is just plain sneaky."

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"Oh, I'll get it back with too much junk food later," Mirax promised. "It won't even know what hit it."

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"There are waffles going spare if you want a kick start on that," Angela told her, drizzling a whole load of syrup on hers. "It must be about 99% sugar."

Which would probably not help the headache, but... Shh. Sunday logic.

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"Waffles are made out of sugar?" she asked. "Really?" She wasn't from here, and the fact that something you put more sugar on was made out of sugar was a little mind-boggling.

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"Okay, not quite?" she allowed. "But I think they might as well be once you soak them in this stuff," she said, looking at the syrup bottle.

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Mirax's face broke out into a smile. "And you can't have them without that. I think it goes against some kind of law. Or it should, anyway."

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"It's a rule with me," Angela assured her. "... Or it is now I think about it. Hadn't really had a reason to make it one before..."

And because of that, taking a little off her plate to suck of her finger.

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Syrup was sounding really good right about now. "You talked me into it," she said, going to the freezer.

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Angela grinned, leaning back against the counter with her plate.

"Soap operas, easy cook waffles. I am such a bad influence on you."

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"That's twice in one morning. I'd hate to think what you'll get me started on next time," she tsked, sticking a pair of waffles in the toasteer.

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"I did manage not to corrupt you this much in all our cabin time," Angela pointed out. "I have some lost opportunities to make up for, obviously."

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"Obviously! At this rate people will show for Parents Weekend and they won't even recognize my sugar-addicted, TV-watching self."

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"You can blame it all on me," she promised, laughing a little.

"Do you have family coming along, then?"

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"I'm trying to get a friend of mine to come so my dad won't have to," Mirax admitted. "One weird thing would happen, and it'd be loud, and there'd be weapons drawn, and it would all be bad. How about you?"

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"My dad, should be coming," Angela answered, already poking at her waffles. "He's been before, so the weird... will be fine." She assumed.

And really hoped.

"If I can get through the weekend without him threatening my boyfriend, that'll be great."

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"Ooh. Can you restrict them to separate areas or would it be easier to go the restraining order route?" she wondered.

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"Option one worked the last time, when he was just my roommate," Angela said, pausing to eat a part of her waffle.

"--But I think he's going to complain if that happens again." She shrugged, trying to carve up another section without using a knife. "We'll have to see how that goes."

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"Good luck. And remember the police don't have anything else to do, so their response time must be fantastic," she said.

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"Oh, that is so reassuring, thank you," Angela laughed, shaking her head. "I really don't think it'll come to that." Even if Hannibal thought it might.