Room 406, afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel had reached the point where studying just wasn't happenening any longer. A quick phone call had Parker appearing, loaded down with gifts.

The door was open, the carols were playing, Annie was wearing a wee Santa hat and Parker and Isabel were laughing like demented elves as they ate chocolate and drank eggnog while waiting for people to come by so they could hand out holiday presents.


[Assume handwavey phone calls telling their friends to stop by!]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Tell you what, buy me a box of Cracker Jack at the game and we can call it even!" she smiled.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"No hot dogs?" asked Anders, feigning shock.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel wrinkled her nose. "I only like them grilled."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Well, I guess I can't hold it against you for having standards," teased Anders. "Box of Cracker Jacks it is."