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izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-12-02 12:39 pm
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Room 406, late Saturday morning

Isabel still can't believe that she slept through the Teal Deer performance last night. But she'd stretched out on her bed to rest for a minute and the next thing she knew it was 2:00 in the morning.

For the moment she was straightening up her room in preparation for the trip to Stuff for Sale for a tree.

The door is open.
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[personal profile] notajar 2006-12-02 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Door nods, though the idea that Evie is all right and just letting people worry about her doesn't fit, much as she'd prefer that to people being in trouble. "Let's."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel grabbed her coat. "There's no time like the present." She waited for Parker and Door to leave the room then locked the door behind them. "I'm sure we'll find them somewhere."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-12-03 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Let's hope so." Because the other possibilities weren't at all attractive.