Madison Hall, Radford, Virginia [Sunday, Early Evening]

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Typically, Angela wasn't a worrier. People could look after themselves and it was completely fair that if they lived half-way across the country they didn't have to fill her their girlfriends in on their every movement. Of course it was.

But this was Hannibal she was talking about, and nothing, nothing for over a week now and yes, she was a little

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And that would be the phone ringing. "Hey you, how are you doing?"

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"Heey, sweetie." If Angela sounded a little less enthused than she might do ordinarily, well... She was working on it. "I was just about to pop out, but for you, I can definitely delay my caffeine fix."

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"So, how's it going?" Peyton asked. "You sound a little... down. Something up or just needing that caffeine?"

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"Probably nothing," she said, still trying to brush off that bad feeling. "I'm just being stupid."

"How are you?" she continued. "Anyone good coming to Tric I should get down and visit for?"