izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-06-04 06:16 pm
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Room 406, evening

As always, Monday's workshops were entertaining. Afterwards, Isabel hauled her stuff back to the dorms, responded to an email from Parker, and then finally went down to Jack's room to retrieve the TV and DVD player he'd told her she could have. And that's when she found the letter.

Currently Isabel was attempting to rearrange furniture to accomadate the TV but she was occasionally distracted by the paper lying folded on her desk.

The door was open.
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[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-06-05 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Well it depends on your definition of good," she snickered.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-06-05 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Duly warned," Peter said. "I should probably head back to my room and finish unpacking. Just wanted to see if you were okay."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-06-05 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, unpacking. Such fun," Isabel nodded. "Good luck with that."

She smiled and ducked her head, "I'm fine. Thanks for coming by."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-06-05 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"See you later," Peter gave her a smile and then left.
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