Angela paced impatiently outside the Town Hall. I have to go in.. But do I really want to deal with this right now? She turned, and was about to leave. No. Come one. Why are you scared of a little boy? "Pssh. I can so do this."

She paused at the door, and looked around. There was no one else in the building other than Gill. She frowned, and asked, "Where's everyone else?" She smiled at the echo that bounce off of the walls. "Echo echo echo. That's funny."

Without looking up from his paperwork, Gill responded, "I don't know. Maybe you should go find them." He pulled his papers closer, trying to block out the jittery girl.

"No, I think I'll just wait here." Angela grinned mockingly, and sat on the floor in front of the door.

"Fantastic. Just keep quiet."

"What if I don't want to?"

Gill grunted and gripped his pen angrily. "Why can't you ever just do what you're told?"

"Why can't you ever be pleasant?"

"What's the point in being pleasant?"

"Well, then other people around you will be happy."

"Why should I care?"

"Because deep down, you're a kind, fluffy person."

"Oh, really? And how do you know?"

"Because I do."

"That's great. You're really irritating, you know that?"

"Yup!"

"I hate you."

"Love you too, sweetie."

"Stop being sarcastic."

"Stop being grumpy."

"SHUT UP."

"Wanna go out?"

"... Totally."