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izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-06-01 10:44 am
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Behind the Meerkat Cabin, late morning through lunch

Isabel didn't get to bed till late and didn't get to sleep until even later. She was too busy replaying the evening in her mind and smiling at the memory. Thursdays were workshop free, so she slept in late and then brought her blanket out to lie in shade of the trees behind the Meerkat cabin. The jug of iced tea is cold, her book is incredibly entertaining in that cheesy, this is entirely not plausible way and overall, life is good.

[Feel free to interrupt!]

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-02 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I think that would be a good reason for your friends to beat me with sticks," Greg told her. With a shy smile, he hesitantly leaned in to give her a quick kiss goodbye.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-02 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"They'd have to wait until I was done," she smirked. Isabel leaned in to meet him halfway, catching his shoulder with her free hand and holding on.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-02 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Greg smiled against her mouth and pulled back after a moment. "Okay. Leaving you to your book now, really." It might have sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than anything as he stood.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-02 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled up at him. "Thanks for coming by."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-02 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
With a blushing smile and quick wave, he walked off.

The gnome waved too.