izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-12-10 07:51 pm
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Room 406, evening

After Bridge's party, Isabel had a fairly quiet weekend. She'd gone shopping on the mainland, caught up on some reading, and took a few long naps.

Fortunately Monday's classes were fairly low-key, so Isabel returned to her room and set about wrapping the pile of Christmas presents she'd accumulated for the people.

Christmas carols were playing and the door was open.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2007-12-12 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome," Bridge says. "I thought the colours suited you." To someone like Bridge? Colour-coordination is a very important detail. He finishes unwrapping his own present and pulls it out of the box "Wha- oh!" he says, laughing as he pulls the top of the little figure's head off to reveal that it's actually a USB drive. "That's cute, in an angry kind of way. Thanks!"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-12-12 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I was thinking more fierce," Isabel explained. "Of course I might have been watching too much Tyra lately."