Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After pranking, quality time with the boyfriend, and hot chocolate with Ronan, Isabel got back to her room just in time for ANTM.

"Oh Bianca, you're such a bitch."

The door was open.

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Are you sure you'll have time for baseball then?" she asked. "Or will you be too busy?" Yes, that was a pointed glance at his hickeys.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders stuck his tongue out at her. "I can actually do other things, you know."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"So can I." And she was back to looking smug again.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders twitched. "Yeah. Uh. I think I hear a bottle of tequila calling my name down in my room."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"With your pink clothes."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"That will hopefully," Anders said distinctly, "not be that way for much longer. Right?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Not much longer," she promised as the model wanna-be's assembled for Judge's Panel. "God I hope they send Bianca home."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

". . . right," Anders said in a slightly strained tone of voice. "I'll . . . meet you there? Look for the blinding pink, you can't miss it."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel grinned. "I think I know where I need to be. I'll see you in a few."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I better," Anders teased gently, then turned and headed down to his room.

Quite possibly that turned to fleeing once he got out of her sight.