izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-04-29 07:33 pm

Room 406, evening

The weekend had been bittersweet at best. It had been wonderful to actually meet Victoria and all her cousins. But significantly less wonderful to find out that there was a reality where Wyatt and Savannah never made it back from Cairo in the past. Still it had been fun to spend time as a family and get a glimpse of what the future held.

But after a loud and crazy dinner, they'd had to say good-bye.

She'd spent most of Tuesday cleaning her room in preparation for her family visiting this weekend before finally settling down on her bed and flipping on the TV. Hopefully the boys of the Bering Sea would be a good distraction.

The door was open.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-04-30 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Was he really that wild?" Isabel asked curiously.

[identity profile] neurotic-witch.livejournal.com 2008-04-30 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I shouldn't tell stories," Chris said. "He might kick my ass."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-04-30 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"And then I'd kick his," she promised. "One mild one? Just so I can tease him a little?"