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[thenormalsquint]

[Angela's sitting cross-legged on a sofa in an apartment that if anybody knew her well enough can tell that's not hers. One, the wall colors are in neutrals and there's no amount of controlled chaos around. What gives it away especially is a grey cat in her lap snoozing, and even though she is not a fan of them, Angela can't bear to move it. Her device is propped up so her hands are free to write things down on a nearby clipboard.]

The worst part of coming and going here isn't the coming back, it's coming back and realizing there are things you should already know, but you can't remember. I hate not remembering things. My life experiences are so important to me; I want to look back and go "Yeah, that was fantastic how we got arrested." but when I can't remember faces, much less names or events...

[It pisses her off. But she's not going to say that much out loud.]

So here's your mission, should you choose to accept it: tell me things about us I should remember. Doesn't matter if it's big or small. If we went to the beach together and almost got eaten by sharks, great! Or not so great, but still that's useful to me.

And if we didn't do anything together, lie to me. Make something up. It's not like I'll know the difference.

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[thenormalsquint]

If that's the case, try knitting next time.

[skintoskin]

[I can't guarantee that, though he doesn't advertise his situation...]

I'll buy, but you have to talk about your love life, too.

[He knows she knows what he means, but wants to make it clear.]

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[bettercallit]

If you know someone who can teach me, I'll get right on it.

[thenormalsquint]

It's non-existent. There's nothing to talk about.

[At least for now and the very near future.]

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[thenormalsquint]

There's a hundred grannies in this place. You can grab any one of them.

[skintoskin]

Hey, I don't have a love life right now, either. Doesn't mean we can't talk about stuff, right?

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[bettercallit]

As a current member of the police force, I'm not sure it'd be setting a good example if I randomly kidnap pensioners for their knitting skills.

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[thenormalsquint]

Who said anything about kidnapping? Now I think they made a mistake hiring you.

[thenormalsquint]

We can. I'm just letting you know what you're getting into.

[skintoskin]

What? That I'm paying for lunch?

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[bettercallit]

Funny, I thought that when they hired me and never stopped. [ He lowers his head, hiding his amusement, but it doesn't make it any less true. ] Does that mean I'd have to flirt with them? 'Cause I'm not sure if I'm that at a loss.

[dr_conscience]

[Oh he will.]

I'm guessing lighters don't ring any bells, either?

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[hexuality]

[She exhales, gaze flickering away. She knows Angela didn't mean it, but just as the other woman was at the end of her rope the last time she was here, Ginny has days where she touches on that feeling, too. She's never quite let herself get too upset, but she isn't perfect. No one is. There are days where the edge is closer to the surface.]

Finnick Odair was from the same world. An absolute charmer, loved the ocean, waved around a great big trident and never quite gave me an answer as to why. [He's dead now. She thinks back to a visitor's weekend where she saw him and he told her. He's dead, he got married before it happened.] Too handsome for his own good and he knew it, too. Good bloke, though. Peeta Mellark, same world too, worked at a bakery. Brilliant at icing the cakes, he made them beautifully, and he was a great painter, too.

Good enough?