[Cameron in particular has always been a picky lady; surviving with no more than a temporary roommate from time to time-- and not even that, in a while, only the cat-- is no small task. Long-term, living with Angela might be... difficult.
But, lucky her, Cameron thrives on being able to help people.]
For a while, [she says slowly, agreeably. It's not that big a gesture really-- she's let others crash on her couch for a week here and there, and Angela has claimed the spare bedroom as her own in the past for that matter.] I don't mind, of course.
[As slowly as Cameron says it, she makes it a plan that won't last more than a couple of days, curses permitting. Even though, Angela is sure she doesn't want to live alone this time around. If the clock comes back, she'll be driving into that sanity again, that sanity she has no idea Cameron's avoided.
And Angela doesn't remember staying in that other room. Another thing.]
Thank you. I didn't have anywhere else to go for the moment.
[In all fairness, Cameron would be more comfortable letting Angela stay longer than... well, just about anyone else. But she thinks the driving crazy would probably be mutual.]
It's nothing. Really. We've known each other long enough-- I'll be glad to have you.
[Honestly, less fear and just uncertainty starting all over here again. Her first time around, she has Brennan to fall back on. Here, she's just like everybody else who shows up with little to begin from.]
[Come on, say it, Cameron. You know you wanna. It won't hurt. Much.]
Fantastic. [She's been standing in one place too long, so Angela instantly wanders off to the side, poking and prodding at whatever knickknacks Cameron has around the place.] Do I have to worry about a sock on the door?
[Translation: are you boning someone, if so, who, and can I get the juicy details so I can get a vicarious thrill from somewhere?
[For longer than she wants to think about, and definitely longer than she's going to talk about. Life in the City isn't really compatible with Cameron's romantic habits. And-or lack thereof.]
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But, lucky her, Cameron thrives on being able to help people.]
For a while, [she says slowly, agreeably. It's not that big a gesture really-- she's let others crash on her couch for a week here and there, and Angela has claimed the spare bedroom as her own in the past for that matter.] I don't mind, of course.
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[As slowly as Cameron says it, she makes it a plan that won't last more than a couple of days, curses permitting. Even though, Angela is sure she doesn't want to live alone this time around. If the clock comes back, she'll be driving into that sanity again, that sanity she has no idea Cameron's avoided.
And Angela doesn't remember staying in that other room. Another thing.]
Thank you. I didn't have anywhere else to go for the moment.
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It's nothing. Really. We've known each other long enough-- I'll be glad to have you.
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[Honestly, less fear and just uncertainty starting all over here again. Her first time around, she has Brennan to fall back on. Here, she's just like everybody else who shows up with little to begin from.]
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[That's a rare, honest admission, and she moves along quickly lest it be noticed.]
It could be worse-- I spent my first week on House's couch, you know.
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You poor thing. Did he wake you up by poking you with his cane?
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[Angela guesses the cat helps and maybe working so much, but still. She has to ask.]
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[And that's what the cat's for. So, yes. She does get lonely. She's just not the sort to admit to it.]
It isn't so bad, and after a while-- well, I'm used to living by myself.
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I guess you don't. [She chuckles at the being used to living by oneself.] I was too at one point.
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[For a while anyway.]
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[No, she won't ever, but she can't promise not to drag Cameron to one or five.]
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I'll dig up a set of keys for you.
[She's not gonna say she missed you, Ange, but she's not not glad.]
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Fantastic. [She's been standing in one place too long, so Angela instantly wanders off to the side, poking and prodding at whatever knickknacks Cameron has around the place.] Do I have to worry about a sock on the door?
[Translation: are you boning someone, if so, who, and can I get the juicy details so I can get a vicarious thrill from somewhere?
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[For longer than she wants to think about, and definitely longer than she's going to talk about. Life in the City isn't really compatible with Cameron's romantic habits. And-or lack thereof.]
Like I said, just me and the cat around here.
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[Right. Like Angela was going to leave well enough alone.]
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So the market is still bleak here.
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Is it?
Maybe.]
You'll have to judge that for yourself.
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[She laughs and points a hand in the direction of the hallway that leads to Cameron's bedroom.]
Let's go dig through your closet before I start squeezing your cat for deets.
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[she agrees, a bit relieved, and heads toward the bedroom.]