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izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-06-10 09:30 pm
izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-06-10 09:30 pm
Room 406, evening
Isabel had spent a quiet weekend thinking about possible ways of contacting Max and Michael once August finally arrived. She actually had the beginnings of an idea of where to start. Maybe. Unfortunately she wouldn't know until August arrived.
Tired of thinking about the future, she opened her laptop and checked her email.
The door was open and she was completely interruptable.
Tired of thinking about the future, she opened her laptop and checked her email.
The door was open and she was completely interruptable.