izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-08-21 07:40 pm
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Room 406, Monday Evening

After baking, Isabel had taken a long walk around the island, eventually winding up at the small, secluded beach she and Greg had picnicked at. It was nice to remember happy times and not have to worry about facing anyone that would ask questions about last night's radio. When it started to get dark she returned to the school, collected her cheesecake from the classroom fridge, and returned to her room.

The cheesecake's in the mini-fridge, Isabel is contemplating nail polish colors, and the door is mostly open.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Quiet, for Jack. He thought I was going to yell at him." Isabel shook her head, "But I really don't have any right to yell at him."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm done...well, I didn't really yell," he says and shrugs. "But the hurt hasn't gone away. It hurts."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"It'll get better," Isabel promised. Leaning over, she hugged him. "He's lucky to have you. And he knows it. He was just dumb."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
He hugs her back and nods against her shoulder. "I do hope so. Time, I guess, is needed."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"We do have that," Isabel said, gently ruffling his hair. "Unless you've decided it's time to run off to Mexico?"

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"My bag remains packed and ready whenever you are," he says and smiles fully.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Ask me again in a few days, I might actually take you up on it," Isabel said with a weak smile.

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"All right," he says, getting to his feet, still holding the plate. "I should go and make sure my room is still where I left it."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Because we have such a problem with rooms fleeing," Isabel chuckled. "Thanks for visiting!"

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome," he says and sets the plate down. "Thank you for letting me talk with you. Sleep well."

He nods, smiles and leaves quietly.