[She needs time, as much as Angela hates waiting. The alcohol, the crying, they're all temporary distractions from the matter at hand. They can't last forever. Even Angela knows that much. But she's on her way to throwing up that wall that she used to have, the one that stopped her from committing or attaching herself to anybody or anything.]
In a couple years, you will be.
[There's a joke for you there, Freddy, even if Angela's hiding it behind her sips of alcohol.]
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In a couple years, you will be.
[There's a joke for you there, Freddy, even if Angela's hiding it behind her sips of alcohol.]