Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel had planned on getting things done today. Except when she'd booted up her laptop to check her email, she clicked a game link that looked interesting.

Hours later, she was still sitting there, trying to beat it. "Dammit, it's just not possible."

The door was open.

[Click at your own risk, I did actually manage to beat all 30 levels. Once. Second time around? I'm stuck on level 16.]

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[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"I haven't had much luck either," she said. "Hopefully I'll find something over the weekend. I completely forgot that the dance was next Friday until I was reminded at the Student Council meeting."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"The benefit of having been here for two years," she explained. "I figured it's tradition at this point and the only thing that would stop it would be an invasion. And even then, we'd still dance. Just with weapons."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"And the dresses would be more practical if there were an invasion," she said. "And sneakers instead of heels."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I was in a wedding last fall," Isabel laughed. "And one of the reasons we wore the dresses we did? Was because it was easier to hide weapons under them. Not that we needed them. But we were ready."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg laughed and shook her head. "I think a baseball bat is as far as I go with weaponry. Can't hide that under a dress. Unless you're very tall."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel set Annie down and wiggled her fingers. "This is it for me. Which is good in a way. I never have to worry about going through airport security with them."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg smiled. "That's always a useful feature. Nothing worse than being stuck at an airport."