izzyalienqueen: (if you just held me)
izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-06-11 08:19 am
Entry tags:

Room 406, Sunday morning

Despite waking up several times still feeling the mummy's claws digging into her neck, Isabel had slept reasonably well. It had helped that each time she woke up, there was someone to hold onto as she went back to sleep. She doesn't have to be anywhere until cheerleading practice, and given how stiff and sore she feels, Isabel isn't certain she's actually going to be doing much practice. But she'll go, because she is part of the team.

For now though, she's content to doze, snuggled up next to Greg.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't have been anywhere else if they'd paid me," he said quietly. It was too early for quippiness. "How are you feeling?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel smiled again and brought her hand up to rest against his chest. Absently her fingers began to move in small circles against the material of his t-shirt. "Like I went a few rounds with a cranky mummy."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg gave her a small smile. "And is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Get you anything?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm okay for now. I took some tylenol before." Isabel sighed and moved a little closer. "This is good. If you don't mind not moving for a while."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Like I would mind," he scoffed, smiling. "So you're going to spend the day being quiet and getting rest, right?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good, because I don't mind either. I do have to go to cheerleader practice later on though," she admitted.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, you don't," he countered cheerfully.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't?" Isabel asked, tipping her head up and looking at him.