izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-03-13 05:49 pm

Room 406, afternoon to evening

Monday hadn't been a bad day, what with having coffee with Xander and visiting Jarod at Caritas. But Revolutions shook Isabel up a little more then she would have liked. So she returned to her room and curled up on her bed to watch something mindless on the laptop.

[Door is closed, post is open!]

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"It'll be gone soon, like it was never there." Not that she'd forget it, but it had to help. "Until then, distractions," he said firmly. "I never did tell you how I got kicked off that planet without my clothes."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"No you didn't," she smiled. "We've got time. Tell me now."

Smiling and laughing, she listened to him talk, able to put everything else aside just for a bit.