Room 406, afternoon into evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel has not been having the best time of it the last week or so. There'd been the horrendous trip to LA, coming back to find out that Jack was in trouble, and then fighting with Greg. The only thing that could make things worse would be a call from Max with more of his particular brand of stupidity.

Too keyed up to even attempt sleep, Isabel sat on her bed and floated the nerf balls from the day at the beach with Cedric and Jack through the air in a complicated pattern. It was easier to focus on that then think about how closely the argument she had with Greg paralleled why everyone was mad at Jack.

The door was open.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You will," she said, carefully pushing to her feet and opening her arms. "Hug?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin smiled. "Of course," he said, hugging her. "It'll get better," he said. "Promise."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I know," Isabel said, squeezing Anakin tightly. "It always does."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"And if it doesn't, we suck it up," he replied with a grim smile, breaking away from the hug.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"And deal," she finished. "Cause that's what we do."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"Exactly," Anakin said, heading towards the door. "I'll talk to you soon, okay?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'll be around. Promise."