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izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-04-24 10:52 pm
Room 406, evening
Isabel is starting to question her sanity. In a moment of boredom, she ordered a photomosaic puzzle thinking it would be something fun to do over the summer. After two hours of sorting through pieces, she's managed to get the frame together and part of one eye. She's seriously questioning the whole concept of the puzzle as fun.
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He was flopped on his stomach on his bed, laptop open in front of him, decidedly not helping with the puzzle, though every so often he would glance over.
"You do know if you stare at that much longer, you face is gonna stick that way?
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Pushing herself to her feet she stretched, and then sat cross-legged on her bed, facing Xander with a grin. "So, you'll notice I've been suspiciously silent about asking where you were on Saturday night. And why you didn't come home until some time well after sunrise on Sunday morning."
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"Well the time for restraint is over, I'm nosy. Should I guess where you were?"
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When he raised it however, he was smiling. "Yeah, good times were had at the Prom."
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"Good. It was a fun night." She looked at his computer, "Did Bridge send you a copy of the picture? Because I want a copy as well."
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