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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.
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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Isabel shook her head, looking sad. "And not all friends can stay in contact. Sometimes, despite the technology, there's no way."
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He sat back a little, smile turning into a look of sympathy. "For that I am sorry, Isabel," he said, voice quiet. "Wherever they are, I'm sure they know you're thinking of them."
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