Room 406, afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

She'd needed last night, Isabel realized. After everything that had happened, she needed a night of being quiet and feeling safe.

Eventually she'd made it back to her room. After a shower, she'd called her mom, feigning surprise at the news of the destruction of the Meta-Chem, and quickly changing the subject to the cleaning supplies that were currently working busily around the room.

"I know mom," she said eventually. "Yes, we'll be out for dinner soon. I promise. Bye." Isabel hung up her phone and opened her laptop. Solitaire would be a good way to not think for the afternoon.

[Door closed, post is open! And I'm about to go AFK till about 7 EST. I'll grab pings when I get back. And I'm back!!!]

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Then beware of Peter. And Anders. They're both deadly," Isabel grinned.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"I can definitely see how they'd be good at it," Meg said with a grin. "Especially, Peter. Puppy dog eyes plus the floppy hair? It'd get me every time."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"They should be classified as deadly weapons," she agreed. "Although his mom tells him to get his hair cut."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, my dad would be after him with a pair a scissors if he saw him," Meg said. "Why parents are so against the long hair I'll never know."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Long hair on guys you mean," Isabel laughed. "Maybe they figure long hair is one step away from leather and a motorcycle."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Somehow I'm not seeing Peter wearing leather anytime soon," Meg said. She wanted to laugh just thinking about it.