Hyperion, Los Angeles, Wednesday evening

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Angel was alone in his room when his Blackberry rang.

"Hello, Parker," he said when he picked it up.

No, he hadn't checked the caller ID.

[ooc: For Parker and Isabel]

Email to Veronica's Friends

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To: FH Friends List
From: Veronica <veronica.mars@hearst.edu>
Subject: Just a quick hello!

No pictures this time, sorry boys.

First week of classes went well. I like all my professors and the classes seem like they'll be interesting. I joined the newspaper staff as a photographer and so far no one has asked me to solve any cases. I'm trying to decide if I should get a job at the local coffee shop or if I should do freelance photography for the local paper. Luckily I managed to save a decent amount between teaching and working at Caritas this summer.

My roommate is pretty cool. Her dad is some sort of government agent and she's been kidnapped a few times, so we've bonded over that. She dragged me out on a double date with a couple of frat boys the other night. It wasn't too bad. It's been a while since I was on a date with a relative stranger. I'm fighting the urge to run a background check if he asks me out again.

I hope you're all well. Has there been an invasion yet? Write me back, I miss you all!

Love, V


[ooc: same deal as last time; if you think she'd have sent it to you, she did!]