Room 406, Saturday Evening

[izzyalienqueen]

It's been a busy few days. There was a interesting and enlightening Conversation with Sam. Then somehow talking about evil aliens in Constant Vigilance had devolved into talking about leather and fishnets with Cedric. She'd nearly hyperventilated at Festivus and helped protest for a dance floor at Caritas. Last night she'd stayed up late looking after and accidently dreamwalking Jack. Toss in cheering at the basketball game and a gremlin on the loose, it's no wonder Isabel not in the mood for the common rooms tonight.

Sprawled on her bed, she flipped through a magazine, quietly mocking the clothes the celebs were wearing.

The door's open.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Yes, very ick," Isabel nodded. "I'd much rather spend the evening with you then hallucinating something weird. Demyx thought he was someone else, and don't even want to think about what was going through Janet's head."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Ew," Greg said, leaning over and giving her a quick kiss. "Did you see Cam's dance? It totally wasn't as cool as mine, right?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Nope, no where near as cool," she promised. "You've got moves. Very smooth ones."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"And some of us don't have to take our shirts off to enjoy victory," he declared, lying back.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel stretched out next to him, "People were taking off their shirts? I didn't notice. Like I said, I was looking for Nadia. I fear what would happen if I ever got bit."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I'd rather not have a crazy girlfriend," he decided thoughtfully.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Think about it. I react horribly to alcohol. I'd hate to think what gremlin venom would do." Isabel shifted position so that her head was resting on his shoulder. "You're very comfy."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Star basketball player, lab geek, pillow...." Greg said, wrapping an arm around her. "I fill many roles."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Multi-talented," she said, trailing her fingers over his chest. "I like that." Isabel yawned, "Sorry, I was up late last night."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Sleep is good," Greg agreed, well, sleepily. "Being awesomely multi-talented is kind of tiring."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Then you need your rest," Isabel said. A wave of her hand and the lights turned off. She turned her head and kissed him gently. "Night."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Want me to stay?" Greg asked, snuggling close.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"No, leave now." Of course the fact that she wrapped her arm around his waist tightly might prevent him from going anywhere.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Can't. Stuck," he said drowsily. "Oh well."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That's just too bad," she said sleepily. Turning Isabel snuggled into Greg's side and draped a leg over his. Half asleep, she whispered "G'nite."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Night," he whispered as he fell asleep.