Room 403 [Wednesday, Morning]
It was early. That much Angela was aware of. It was everything else about her current situation that seemed to be going quite pleasantly right over her head.
Her brain would kick in properly in a minute and she'd register just why it was weird that wrapping her arms around herself encountered a few less obstacles than it normally would. This had happened before, and she'd seen it happen to Hannibal twice, but... you still just don't expect to wake up in an entirely different body from the one you went to bed in.
Yeah, it sort of occurred to Angela there was something Not Right here, but since just what eluded her for the moment, there was just a vague groan and attempt to bury deeper into the covers.
Give her a minute, just a minute... and a sleepily grunted, "Oh, what?" There you go.
Oh yeah. This could be interesting.
[[The door is closed, but that doesn't mean this post can't be open!]]
Her brain would kick in properly in a minute and she'd register just why it was weird that wrapping her arms around herself encountered a few less obstacles than it normally would. This had happened before, and she'd seen it happen to Hannibal twice, but... you still just don't expect to wake up in an entirely different body from the one you went to bed in.
Yeah, it sort of occurred to Angela there was something Not Right here, but since just what eluded her for the moment, there was just a vague groan and attempt to bury deeper into the covers.
Give her a minute, just a minute... and a sleepily grunted, "Oh, what?" There you go.
Oh yeah. This could be interesting.
[[The door is closed, but that doesn't mean this post can't be open!]]