Room 406, afternoon through early evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After returning from waking up with Cedric, Isabel made a few phone calls, then spent a few minutes fixing what she could of her door.

That done, she curled up on her bed and tried not to shudder as she remembered the weekend. Bel and Dawn, the offer of a threesome. Anders. The creature on the roof. Zero and her camera, a memory which prompted another phone call. Caritas with Greg. And Cedric. Going back to Cedric's room.

Isabel whimpered.

The door was as closed as a door minus a doorknob could be.

[ooc: Open but slowish due to RL. More links to be added later.]

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[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"...oh my God," Greg said, laughing. "Oh, that is PRICELESS."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"No! It's utterly horrifying!" she cried. "I propositioned one of your Stickbug brothers! And I think I might have scarred poor Luke for life."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Which one?" he asked eagerly.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel buried her face in her hands. "Peter."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

There was only one question to ask now.

"Which one?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"English," she whimpered before sitting upright with shock as she remembered one unusual site from the common room. "Oh my god. Your ex-roommate was a pig!"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"...did he touch you?" Greg asked, thinking she meant it in the figurative sense.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"No!" Isabel cried. "Not English Peter. That's something I think we're both going to agree to forget about. But Peter Parker. There was a pig! In a superhero costume in the common room yesterday. I didn't talk to it. But I'm willing to bet it was Peter." And just picturing it, made her laugh.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"A literal pig?" Greg boggled. "What the hell?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well not quite a literal farmyard animal. This one appeared to walk on two legs and talk."