Room 406, Sunday morning

[izzyalienqueen]

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.

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The walk from Parker's room to Isabel's had given him time to calm down a bit, but he was still fuming when he knocked on her door.

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Greg eventually began to stir a little, shifting slightly on the bed, unconciously tightening his arm around her a little and blinking as he woke.

"Morning," he whispered, in case she wasn't awake.

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"No, you're injured, and the cheer captain is unconscious," he pointed out.

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"Well, I'm personally against being titled as the princess of anything," he said seriously.

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"I'm good with any day that ends in Y," Greg said, pretending to think about it. "How's Wednesday?"

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"I think you've persuaded me," he murmured, bumping his nose against hers. "But I think you also made me completely forget what I've been persuaded to do."