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izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-03-31 08:31 am
izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-03-31 08:31 am
Room 406, early morning
It was still dark out when Isabel woke up from a very vivid dream involving castles, dragons and, for a change of pace, the princess saving the prince. She turned to snuggle back up with Wyatt then frowned when she realized he wasn't there and was instead asleep in the other bed.
Then she remembered why he was over there.
Isabel sighed as she remembered the make-up, the tabasco soaked pancakes, and god help her, the puppy love. She only hoped there weren't many pictures.
With a grin, she climbed out of her bed, climbed into the other bed and snuggled up close to Wyatt. Within minutes she was back asleep.
Then she remembered why he was over there.
Isabel sighed as she remembered the make-up, the tabasco soaked pancakes, and god help her, the puppy love. She only hoped there weren't many pictures.
With a grin, she climbed out of her bed, climbed into the other bed and snuggled up close to Wyatt. Within minutes she was back asleep.
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But that was later.
For now you can only imagine as we fade to black.