Hannibal couldn't avoid this post, noes the emo! had gratefully missed the zombie activity today while he'd been out and thus had no idea what was going on when he finally got back in a little later.
He shouldered the door open noisily and slipped inside.
Well, there was no way Angela was going to be able to sleep, so she was still emoing huddled up on her bed when Hannibal came back. Even in the state she was in right now, she was hardly going to miss that, and her head jerked up when the door opened.
She huffed a breath of relief that a) he hadn't been eaten, and b) he hadn't been someone else who'd been eaten. But that was really about all she was capable of at this point.
He may not have noticed the milder waves of distress, but he was bound to catch on when she scrambled up from her bed and wasted no time getting over there to hug him now his hands were free.
If he decided to get a bit more observant, the blood still on her shirt sleeve and the way she was clinging to him might just hint at there being a little more to this than just her average random urge for contact.
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He shouldered the door open noisily and slipped inside.
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She huffed a breath of relief that a) he hadn't been eaten, and b) he hadn't been someone else who'd been eaten. But that was really about all she was capable of at this point.
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Oh, pay attention, stupid boy.
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He may not have noticed the milder waves of distress, but he was bound to catch on when she scrambled up from her bed and wasted no time getting over there to hug him now his hands were free.
If he decided to get a bit more observant, the blood still on her shirt sleeve and the way she was clinging to him might just hint at there being a little more to this than just her average random urge for contact.
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