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Room 307, Wednesday Afternoon
Feb. 6th, 2013 03:31 pmBay was having a perfectly nice day -- some Netflixed anime, a little sketching, a little calculus -- when her brother had to get in touch and ruin it.
Apparently, Angelo had gotten some other woman pregnant. No, wait, it was better than that: Angelo had gotten another woman pregnant, hadn't bothered mentioning it to his wife or his daughters, and, according to Toby, seemed to want to avoid responsibility again. And Toby had found out by accident and invited the woman over for dinner. Which was both classic Toby and something Bay had to come home for, because there wasn't much point in the mother of Bay's biological half-sibling coming over if Bay herself wasn't around.
So. That was going to be Bay's weekend. Unless she killed Angelo with her mind first. She mulled over the possibility as she reached for her sketchbook. She'd call him after she drew his grisly death a couple times to calm herself down.
[OOC: Set-up for canon catch-up. Cracked door, open post.]
Apparently, Angelo had gotten some other woman pregnant. No, wait, it was better than that: Angelo had gotten another woman pregnant, hadn't bothered mentioning it to his wife or his daughters, and, according to Toby, seemed to want to avoid responsibility again. And Toby had found out by accident and invited the woman over for dinner. Which was both classic Toby and something Bay had to come home for, because there wasn't much point in the mother of Bay's biological half-sibling coming over if Bay herself wasn't around.
So. That was going to be Bay's weekend. Unless she killed Angelo with her mind first. She mulled over the possibility as she reached for her sketchbook. She'd call him after she drew his grisly death a couple times to calm herself down.
[OOC: Set-up for canon catch-up. Cracked door, open post.]
