Classroom on the Fifth Floor...

"What do you ever say to me?" Angel closed the book.

"I talk to you constantly! And you know what you give me? Yes, Miss Rosensteel. No, Miss Rosensteel. I don't want to talk to you, because all you give me is this monotone crap!"

"Yes, but what do you say?"

"Hi, Angel, how are you. What are you reading? How am I supposed to ask anything else if I don't get answers from those basic questions? It's like you think I'm annoying."

"To that I would reply, 'Excellent', and 'An encyclopedia of various magical herbs', respectively."

"You're just so boring! I meant satisfactory answers, like, I'm doing well, today in class we had a great lesson, and, you could say something interesting, like a really nice book on magical herbs, I'm on chapter four, it's about... whatever the hell magical herb books are about!"

"Location of origin, magical property, various uses..."

"URGGH!" Serenity turned around and left. "Packing is more fun than this!" She yelled, then slammed the door.

Angel kept his eyes on the door a few seconds after she left, and when he was sure she was gone, he laughed a bit more.

Serenity, who had found the perfect weapon, came back with an extremely heavy pair of crocodile skin heel boots. She opened the door, and chucked one of the two hideous shoes at Angel's head.

It hit him squarely in the temple. He fell off the chair.

Twerp: OOOOOH *Popcorn*

"You're being absolutely unreasonable! We're done, got it, you freak?"

Twerp: IRLiv! Come 'ere the drama is getting gooooood! *Stuffs face with popcorn*

Angel didn't respond.

[IRLiv: WHAT WHAT *runs into theatre*]

Twerp: She threw a shoe at him, highheel, it hit the temple!

[OK, I know hitting a person in the temple hard enough could kill them. But the shoes aren't that heavy.]

Serenity blinked, and threw the other shoe at him. It landed a few feet short.

Twerp: X) Yes but it makes well for our theater.

He still didn't move.

[he's not dead. don't worry.]

Serenity, quite worried by this point, went over and shook his shoulder a bit. "Angel..?"

He was unconscious.

"Angel!" Serenity started shaking him more, turning him on his back. "I'm sorry..!"

Twerp: OMGMGMGMGG.

"I'm horrible!" Serenity said, mouth wide open. "I pushed you out a window, and now you're going to get a concussion, or maybe even die, and I thought I needed attention from you? It's a miracle you don't hate me."

Angel still didn't wake up.