Las Vegas, Tuesday evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel was still mumbling under her breath when she banged through the door of her apartment. Ignoring anyone else that might be around, she headed straight for the kitchen and the pint of Hagen-Daaz that was hidden in the back of the freezer.

"Don't understand my ass. I understand damn well. You're an idiot."

She stabbed the spoon into the container and decided that it was one of those time where drowning her angst in ice cream was the only acceptable solution.