Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Over all it's been a good weekend. The dance was wonderful, and weetiny adults were amusing and entertaining. Even if some of them did leave weird phone messages.

The overall good mood allowed her to forget about any weirdness, well other then being grateful that it didn't seem to have a lasting effect. It also let an unexpected conversation count as odd, rather then disturbing.

The door was open and Isabel could be heard occasionally singing along as she cleaned her room.



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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Furnishings, I think," he replied absently, looking at their joined hands, and decided it could remain unsaid. "Nothing, just, I had fun."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I like my furnishings then." She wondered what Jack had intended to say, but decided it was probably better not to ask. They'd skirted too close to the line the other night, come too close to admitting things that were best left unsaid. She didn't want to take a chance of ruining things between them. "So did I Jack. So did I."