Room 406, all day

[izzyalienqueen]

It hadn't been a bad last week in Fandom. Between being social, seals, presents, and reality TV, it was certainly memorable. Even if the good-byes weren't so much fun.

There wasn't much left to pack. But Isabel was taking her time doing it.

The door was open.

[OOC: Good-bye post. *sniffles* Assume handwavey phone calls. ETA: Random bouts of SP for the rest of the afternoon due to RL.]

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[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Don't make fun of my poutiness," Meg said, cracking a little smile. "I'm upset."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She sighed, a little bit of the happy face fading. "Yeah, good-byes suck. But I'm only going to school this time. Not another planet. So it put things in perspective."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I guess," she said. "It still sucks though."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"A bit. But you're going to visit me in Vegas right?" Isabel asked. "Or else I'll turn up at Stanford for a visit. It's close enough to San Francisco after all." Different dimension, time difference, who cared.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Of course I'll visit," Meg said with a smile. "And you're welcome to visit Stanford whenever you want. At the risk of sounding like a spoiled rich girl, my parents bought me an apartment off campus so you'll get to have a bed of your own when you visit."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I am so insanely jealous," she whined. "I'm in the dorms. With a roommate. I don't know how I'm going to cope."

But then the deeper meaning of what Meg said processed through Isabel's brain. "Your parents are okay with you going there now?"

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Not really. But they'd rather me have a place of my own than in the dorms with the sinners," Meg said, rolling her eyes. "They had to pull all sorts of strings to get me out of experiencing dorm life. But, whatever, I'm not going to complain. I get my own bathroom."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Again with the jealousy. Although I suppose it could be worse, I only have to share my bathroom with my roommate," Isabel explained. "I don't want to think about what it would have been like if I had to walk down the hall to a common shower."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Ugh. I don't even want to think about that," Meg said, wrinkling up her nose. She sighed. "Las Vegas isn't really that far away from Stanford. And we've got Wyatt in San Francisco and Dawn's going to Berkeley. So we're going to have our own little network of people to hang out with if college life becomes too much."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel had to grin. "Sounds like a plan. Of course now I'm amused by picturing the look on Wyatt's grandfather's face if we all turned up on his doorstep. Can you imagine? He'll think he has a harem or something."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"You think Wyatt's grandfather would be horrified or proud that his grandson had a harem of attractive girls?" Meg asked.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That is the million dollar question. Which means that we're going to have to find that out." Without warning Wyatt that they were coming.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg laughed. "I'm sure Dawn would be up for it. She likes making people flail."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm game when you are. Just let me know when."

"So when are you leaving?" she asked.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"I'm trying to stay as long as long as possible," Meg said. "So not till the end of August."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You'll get to enjoy the continued world tour then," Isabel grinned. "Send me postcards."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"I will," she said, holding her arms out for a hug. "I'm going to miss you."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel hugged her back. "I'll miss you to. But honestly, I'm only a phone call away. So it's not like we'll never speak again."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know," Meg said. "Still, I'll miss having you in the same building."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"True enough. And who's going to make me pancakes now?" she teased. "Wyatt told me later that he'd orbed them to the Preserve since I put so much Tabasco on them."

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg laughed. "He clearly doesn't know good food when he sees it."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Apparently not. I'll have to work on that," Isabel agreed. "I can start on our road trip. Diner food just calls out for Tabasco."