izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-02-26 05:47 pm
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Room 406, Late afternoon/early evening

Sunday afternoons were meant for being lazy and not accomplishing anything too important. Isabel is sprawled across her bed, because sitting? So not an option right now. Which is part of the reason she's in her room, bouncing in public is a bit embarrassing.

She's contemplating a selection of nail polish colors, trying to figure out which color she's in the mood for this week. Not that it really mattered, she could always change them easily enough, but it's still nice to sit and do something girly and perfectly normal.



[door's open for now]

Re: And it's NFB from here on out...

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-27 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Idiots. Male idiots." Parker sighed. "I'd want to know more, but if your brother was being pushy about it, I can see how a break would be necessary. And betrothal-- ick. A galaxy of ick. Jesus. You're only sixteen? Seventeen? And it's too weird to contemplate." Her eyes narrowed as she processed the first part of what Isabel had said. "What happened last year?"

Re: And it's NFB from here on out...

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-27 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
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