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!!!]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Everything's funny right now," Anders retorted, though his ears turned a telltale red. "I'm so damn relieved you're okay, everything's frakkin' hilarious."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel tugged on one of those red ears. "In that case maybe we can watch something silly for a bit? I wouldn't mind some company."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"And I'm still not quite sure you're really back yet," Anders countered, "so I'm not gonna say no to hanging around until I'm sure."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Good. I'd like that."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Then I," Anders said, executing a silly bow just before he sat down on the bed, "as your caring and dutiful little brother, am at your service."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"In that case?" Isabel said as she loaded something silly into the DVD player and made her way back to the bed. "I demand your shoulder."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He patted the shoulder nearer to her and flashed her a grin, however brief. "One shoulder, at your service."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She leaned over and made herself comfortable. "Perfect."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Why, thank you," Anders said puckishly, reaching out to wrap an arm around her.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Why, you're welcome," Isabel smiled. Content for the moment to just be happy in the moment and not think or worry.