UNLV, Tonopah Hall, Room 313 - evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel yawned as she flipped a page in her math textbook and made a mental note to avoid 8:00 a.m. classes in the Spring semester. She was tired but she wanted to get her math assignment done before she went to bed.

Hopefully the sugar from the bag of mini Milky Ways she was working her way through would keep her awake.

[Any interruptions in the form of phone calls, emails, or misdirected portals would be welcome.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Thank God. This reminds me that I have to call Zero, and ask her what the hell she was doing that weekend. The podcast was too bizarre to make sense out of." Parker blew out a breath. "Plus, she has to get me downloads of last night's Supers, damnit."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Can you ask her to send me a copy of whatever scorecard the writers are using?" she asked. "Because I'm losing track of who's screwing with who's head."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"She's more likely to send you a baseball cap from the show's tech guys, but I'll try," Parker snorted. "I've given up keeping track. Now I make up my own dialogue whenever one of the hot guys takes off his shirt. It's less distracting that way."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I've decide the turtle is going to ultimately save the day," Isabel laughed. "Emo boy is going to have to step aside for a change."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yay for the turtle. And the turtle's owner," who Parker would never admit to fangirling because of a resemblance to an ex. But. Yeah. "Pfftt to the emo. I have no patience for that. Or time, God. I have even less time this term than I did last year. Twenty hours of classes, plus tutorials, plus twenty hours of working at the Centre a week. I'm doomed." She didn't sound unhappy about it, though.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel wasn't buying the complaining. "Pressure makes diamonds and you love it. You'd be bored to tears if you weren't busy."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Welllll...." No reason for everyone to know that. But this was Isabel. "Did I tell you I joined the fencing club too?" Parker grinned and finished off her tea, stretching her arms out over her head. "And now the little first years come up and offer me protection money without even introducing themselves. I have to thank Allison for spreading calumny about me far and wide."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You're an evil woman Parker. Evil, and quite possibly insane. But I still love you," Isabel promised with a laugh.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Heh. Back atcha, Is-a-bel. Call me when you know anything for sure, okay?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Trust me, you'll be the first one I call." Either to ask for a place to hide, or to celebrate. They'd have to wait and see.

"Now go get some sleep. I'll talk to you soon." She laughed as Parker mocked the need for sleep before finally hanging up the phone. Her mood slightly improved, Isabel turned her attention back to her homework.