Room 406, Sunday morning

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel woke up, warm and comfortable. Yesterday had been fun. There was cheerleader bonding in Buffy's room before the game. The basketball game was a lot of fun. Then there was the after party. Afterwards she and Greg had come back up to her room to watch some downloaded episodes of Mr. What, during which they'd apparently fallen asleep.

She sighed with contentment and waited for Greg to wake up.

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"Mrphnfivemoreminutes," Greg mumbled, curling closer and tightening his arm around her a little.

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Greg smiled against her mouth, and let one hand drift to rest on her waist as he kissed her.

He pulled back a little, bumping his nose to hers. "I like waking up like this," he noted quietly.

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"...yep, definitely in favor of waking up this way," Greg murmured, running a hand through her hair.