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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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'll try not to get too out of control," Isabel promised. "But expect a lot of emails."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Considering I've pretty much got no clue what I'm doing aside from vague recollections of family weddings I attended as a kid, I have no problems with that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You say that now. Wait till I'm asking you to choose between six different shades of cream."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...I'm not wearing a dress!" Bridge says quickly.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Chair covers and napkins," she said. "No dresses. Unless it's some sort of dress uniform."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good," Bridge laughs. "I think I can live with that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"The three of us are going to have to have a long talk about what you want," Isabel told him. "Just so I have an idea of what to do."