Room 406, later in the evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After a day that included an absolutely bizarre Campaigning class, some studying, and then a walk in the snow that ended with a snowball fight with Jarod in front of Caritas, Isabel was looking to get warm. Sipping a hot chocolate, dressed in a warm pair of flannel pants and a cozy fleece, Annie curled up on feet, she sat on her bed and read through her notes for War Theory.

The door was open.

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[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

After the - well, Peter didn't have a good word for it, so he was just going with "Parkerness" - Parkerness of the past few days, Peter needed an easy night. Preferably one where if he were to talk about the embarrassment of the past couple days, he would know that the person he shared it with wouldn't spread it.

So Peter knocked on the doorframe. "Hey, Isabel."