Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After a quick trip down the hall and a weekend of being entirely too damn social, Isabel is ready for a quiet night in with a good book.

The radio's playing, Annie's curled up on her feet and the door is open.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Surprisingly life is good at the moment," she smiled. "I really can't complain. Greg is Greg, and Max is quiet. Classes look interesting. What more can I ask for?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"A pony?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes!" Isabel grinned. "And I'll call him Peaches. And we'll ride all through town!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker chortled. "Awwww. A palomino! And you can braid his hair!" She kept giggling for a while, then said, "Well, whatever you want. Put it on your birthday list, and maybe you'll get sugar cubes and ribbons and someone new to play with."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'll do just that," she said, amused. "But don't go overboard. A stuffed one would work just as well."