Room 403 [Tuesday, Morning]

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Being a fluffy little red panda was all very well, and kind of entertaining for a couple of days. Give it a week, and she was less enthralled. Week and a half, and she could do with changing back anytime now.

So the fact she'd gone from cute and fluffy to (still cute!) but human at some point during Monday night, would be something for celebration

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Oh look, Hannibal had a reason to be there considering he lived there and all. Of course, he wasn't actually aware that she'd done anything special since he was still asleep and all (in a t-shirt since those claws of hers were sharp when she decided to get climb-y in the middle of the night).

It was his day without classes, he got to enjoy a lie in despite no longer being a caretaker to an adorable critter shaped girlfriend.

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Angela did have class today, but... not yet, and she was hardly keeping track of the days, here. Hopefully she'd remember that later.

In the meantime, blissful ignorance, the only thought being to stretch a little and bury her face into Hannibal's shoulder. At least she was a little less likely to scratch him up using him as a jungle gym like this.

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"I'll feed you inna little while," he mumbled, still not quite awake or aware of the fact that she could feed herself now. He'd adjusted to nudging meaning she was hungry or bored so he went with hungry and hoped that was hit. "Promise."

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When there was talking to concentrate on Angela came to a little more, enough to crack an eye open and realise (even if she was still a little fuzzy-headed from sleep) that she had hands.

Woke her up enough for a lazy smile and a muttered, "Could get used to this."