izzyalienqueen | Room 406, Friday evening

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Room 406, Friday evening

After all the goodbyes this week, Isabel's really not in the mood for common rooms where new faces have replaced old. Instead she pulled out the ~~nice, generic, non-trademarked~~ landscape puzzle she'd ordered a while ago and started to sort through the pieces.

Lowen & Navarro are playing on the stereo and the door is open.

[ooc: ~~I'm around for about the next 45 minutes or so. Then I should be back at some point around 9:00 PST. Possibly earlier but I'm not sure what our plans our. I mean I'm in Vegas for Pete's sake.~~ And I'm here!]

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Angela stopped at Isabel's room on her way back from All & Sundries. She had no idea where Marty's room was, and this one seemed somehow inviting.

She leaned her head in. "Hey!"

"Hey yourself!" Isabel waved, happy to see a familiar face. "What are you up to?"

"Apparently bringing dinner to my boyfriend," Rayanne said. "Some girl seemed to think he was mad at me."

She came in and leaned against the wayll. "I don't know, but whatever, may as well check in with him, right?"

"It would probably help. Tell him I said hi, I haven't seen him around in a while," she said. "Of course I've been hiding here for the last few days."

"Yeah, I'm not sure what's up with him," Rayanne said. "Are you hiding from anything or just hiding?"

Isabel shrugged, "I don't know. I think I'm bummed about everyone leaving. And it's easier to hide in here then deal with all the new people."

It sounded like everyone on this campus was sad about people leaving, then. "But -- new people are fun," Rayanne said. "Friends, boys to check out, drinking buddies, all of that."

"I suppose," she agreed. "Although I doubt I'll be checking anyone out. Greg and I made up did you hear? And he'll be staying!" And that's where Isabel feels a little guilty, that the goodbyes have dampened the happiness she felt about Greg staying. "And I can't drink so drinking buddies really aren't an issue."

Rayanne gave her half a smile. "So basically the goodbye stuff just sucks for you. But good for you and Greg."

"Pretty much. I don't like goodbyes like these. It reminds me that someday I'm going to be the one that has to leave." She shook her head, "Sorry, but now you see why I've been hiding. By the way, thanks again for being concerned in baking. Even if I wasn't talking much, I appreciated it."

And Rayanne was back to being completely confused. "You're welcome," she said "That's what friends are for, right, um ... sweetie?"

"Exactly," Isabel agreed, mildly confused by the endearment. "And if there's one thing the last few weeks have made me realize it's that I do have some good ones around here."

"That's the most impoertant thing," Angela said. "Anyhow, I'll see you later, but it was nice to catch up and all."

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Greg poked his head in. "People are weird," he said by way of greeting.

"You're only just figuring that out? Especially with the people around here?" Isabel put the puzzle pieces she was sorting to the side and smiled. "Hi!"

"Yeah, but I mean extra-weird," Greg said, going over to give her a kiss hello.

"What happened?" she asked, tilting her head up to meet him halfway.

"Angela flirted with me, I think," Greg said, deeply confused.

"Huh," Isabel blinked. "She was by here earlier and seemed mostly okay." She tried to think back if anything had seemed out of the ordinary ~~but it was hard to tell since the scene really hasn't gone that far yet~~.

Greg shrugged. "Probably just my irresistabilty," he decided smugly.

"True," she chuckled. "I find you very irresistable myself."

"I know," Greg said, giving her another kiss. "What's new, honey?"

"A hell of a lot of new people in the hallways mostly," Isabel said, patting the spot on the floor next to her. "And people leaving. Can I just say how glad I am you aren't one of them?"

"I know," Greg sighed, sitting down beside her. "I said bye to Anakin. He didn't want my hairgel."

That made Isabel giggle. "He probably didn't want to make you go without." Carefully, she felt his hair. "It wouldn't be the same."