Room 406, evening
Feb. 16th, 2006 07:20 pmAfter getting some reading done for US Government, Isabel switched over to the brain candy. She's up to chapter 12 of the Dora Robards book. The obnoxious jerk has shown his sweet side. Unfortunately he's been sent on a six month mission to Southeast Asia, leaving the heroine home to write long, mushy letters to him.
The door is open, and she's totally interruptable.
[prezzies were promised?]
The door is open, and she's totally interruptable.
[prezzies were promised?]
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Date: 2006-02-17 01:48 am (UTC)I've been making coffee using my secret alien-fu everytime my roommate's not around." She reached out for the first package and opened it carefully. "This is perfect," she said, turning the survival kit over in her hands. "I've needed a few of the things in here already. I'm sure I'll need them again."no subject
Date: 2006-02-17 07:08 pm (UTC)[ooc: Sorry, computer crashed earlier, only just got back on]
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Date: 2006-02-17 07:31 pm (UTC)[ooc: *pats* No problem, my spouse just returned from a long trip so slow play is fine...]
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Date: 2006-02-17 08:28 pm (UTC)journalists make me nervous cause whoa secrets!" she said. "Fun stuff only. Are you guys going to the dance tomorrow?"no subject
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