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Well for me it's exciting to get a text at all, isn't it?

You will move down to the 18th floor, won't you? The room next to mine is empty, Mitchell has the opposite side.

[Oh, that's a nice thought. But - ]

As long as we keep the same ground-rules as at the house. No leaving tea in my room, no going in while I'm not there, no redecorating, no leaving signs on the door. Agreed?

Yes yes of course I'll follow your poncy rules.

They are not PONCY, Annie, they are REASONABLE. There are certain rules that need be followed for a harmonious home-live amongst flatmates. These are carefully considered to ensure harmony.

Where are you?

Floor 20, room 2, the room specified by my bloody tattoo. Which, what a lovely thing, tattoos, given to us when we were unconscious, like we got pissed with the world's worst mates.

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[And poof, there she is, with her arms around his shoulders and hugging tight]

George!

[And George jumps. And George lets out a little scream.]

Wha...y - y...Annie!

I'm so glad you're here! This place is bonkers I swear and-

[She looks at him, because, well.]

Oh, I've missed you, so much, so much.

Annie -

[Shrill as anything - ]

I've just said, haven't I, not two minutes back, no appearing in my room without permission! I just said it!

[Buut, no matter his outrage at the Harmonious Rules being violated, his face of wounded outrage is being undermined by a smile, and his hands come up to hers, and he squeezes her fingers. He still doesn't know entirely what she can feel and what she can't, but on the off-chance she can, that's a sign for her - it's good to see you, it really is.]

Well this doesn't count, this isn't your real room!

[She is just saying, okay? It's not! She smiles at him and squeezes his fingers and loves it.]

My room should be the sitting room, as I don't sleep. Everyone can come in and out whenever they like.

[Last time he saw her, she was teary-eyed and furious, refusing even to look with him as he marched off to death - his own, or Herrick's. Bloody hell, she can be vicious when she wants to be, and he'd felt like scum, the worst of the earth, no matter that he'd made her think that of him deliberately. But when she's warm, and happy, she really is just like sunshine made human. He can't help but smile a bit.]

Don't suppose you've a telly in there. Playing the Swamp Thing at two in the morning.

[The last time she saw him -

She doesn't think about that. Instead she focuses on here, and now]

No but if we need middle of the night entertainment, I'll take my device and we can make a documentary on how crazy people get here.

[He smiles a bit broader yet.]

I did take a filmmaking class, you know. At university. I bet I could frame a decent shot. Though hold on - [Right - ] Are people mad here? They do seem it, most of them.

Oh! Well, some of them are. Some are not very nice.

But then people can see me! So I suppose some things are worth having.

[She loves that she can be seen. It's like a gift]

Did you meet Josh, yet? Did Mitchell tell you about him? You did speak to Mitchell, didn't you? Oh! We kissed!

[Yes that is her line of thought]

Me and Mitchell, not me and Josh.

[George's face starts to go dark, because Josh, whatever his surname is, Golyadkin most likely, is a complete wanker and has no right to be kissing Annie...

...Only, hold on - ]

You and Mitchell...Hold on a moment - why?

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What do you mean, why?

[What kind of friend are you, George.]

[But that's what Mitchell had gone on about, isn't it - all the guardian angel stuff. But he'd left out that part.]

Er - I, er, meant...congratulations. For...kissing. Him. Or for having him kiss...you. [He's not sure when he turned into a girl in primary school, but it happened. It happened about the time he moved in with Mitchell, honestly. He really thought that was not going to have such a negative impact on his masculinity.]

For some strange reason, that came out as "why."

Do you think there's something wrong with Mitche-

[NO WAIT]

Or wrong with me?

What? No!

[He pulls away from her so he can look at her.]

No, no, Annie, it's not - It's just - I saw you last about a day ago, and then you and Mitchell were just friends. I...You don't expect to go away for a day and then come back and find your two friends...snogging. Let alone declaring it like it's a point of pride. Not that you shouldn't be proud, just... [Oh, hell.]

[Slightly mollified at that]

Oh. Well.

Surprise.

[He lifts his hands - ]

Hooray.

[Weak, but not wholly sarcastic. And then, carefully:]

So, not that I...really want to know, lots...What started all that? The kissing. And looking for broader picture, thank you, not a description of the act.

[She goes quiet for a moment, and then looks away, and back at George.]

I realized I love him.

He kept pushing me away, like he didn't want me about, and I got so upset. We had a fight, and I felt like I was disappearing. And then he apologized, and it felt...

Better.

[Somehow, somehow, George swallows the droll comment about how miraculous it is, someone feeling better soon as they win a fight, because an Annie using the word disappearing is never an Annie you really want to joke about with. Disappearing is a bad thing. That's a thing she shouldn't be feeling.]

Right, well -

[Mitchell, you owe me for life. He adjusts his glasses.]

Er - you know - you don't really love him when I know you two from. So, er...Is that new? Is there something that sparked that, something that caused it...

[He stops short of prompting her with Like when he rescued you from purgatory...]

When are you from, George?

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