Room 406, evening
Mar. 16th, 2008 07:04 pmThey'd done what they'd set out to do. The angels were trapped.
Now it was just a matter of waiting.
Isabel hated waiting.
The door was closed.
Now it was just a matter of waiting.
Isabel hated waiting.
The door was closed.
[Door closed, post open...]
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Date: 2008-03-17 02:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-17 02:14 am (UTC)Still nothing, and possibly a squeak from far away. Parker rolled her eyes. "ISABEL!"
Muffled incomprehensible whatevers.
"CALL ME BACK!"
Parker hung up, then texted Isabel:
YOUR PHONE IS OFF THE HOOK, DOOFUS. CALL ME L8R. SAY HI TO LIGHTBULBBOY.