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izzyalienqueen) wrote2011-11-18 07:54 pm
izzyalienqueen) wrote2011-11-18 07:54 pm
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Las Vegas, Friday Night
As soon as Wyatt orbed them back from Roswell, Isabel tossed her bag on the couch, pulled out her phone and tried to call her mother to apologize for missing dinner.
Except no one answered the phone.
Which was...odd.
"I guess you want to know what was going on," she said to Wyatt.
[Mostly for one, but calls are welcome.]
Except no one answered the phone.
Which was...odd.
"I guess you want to know what was going on," she said to Wyatt.
[Mostly for one, but calls are welcome.]