A/N: Wow this took forever. I was just uninspired for a while. I hope this lives up to what it was before!
"Why are you taking the victims skull home?"
The answer escapes me for a brief moment. I know why I am, I just do not particularly feel like explaining the real reason.
"I need to study the wounds closer, Ange. I would stay here overnight but I do need to attend to certain agendas at home as well."
I have become a better liar than years before. I don't like lying, but I am not at the point where I would want to say I'm taking human remains home with me because I'm trying to avoid these feelings I have for my best friend. Angela's working late tonight updating software on her main computer, and if I were to stay here with the remains, it would be just me, her, and the night watchmen until a time in the morning where coffee is my metaphorical best friend.
Angela looks me in the eyes.
"Why don't you just stay here? You know I'll be here through the night fixing up my software. I'd totally enjoy some company."
I would enjoy that. I want that, but I don't think I can make myself stay here. I still have not stopped thinking about our kiss three weeks back. We were highly intoxicated, but I still felt it all.
"I would love to but-"
"Great, I'm excited sweetie! I don't like being alone at night sometimes you know? I mean both of us have been practically sleeping alone for months so it's going to be freakin' fantastic to have someone around."
I should have stated I could not stay clearly, but my intent to leave was side-tracked. Angela was so… ecstatic.
"Okay."
