A sweater making party? [With everything that had happened lately, Angel hadn't been paying attention to the network. But her attention was piqued. She hadn't ever had the chance to make anything by hand in her life, and at least not as far as she could remember. Aside from mentally crafted illusions, there hadn't been much opportunity for Angel to stretch her wings.]
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[Metaphorically of course.]
Where is it? Perhaps I can try to make it?