izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-09-08 07:22 pm

Room 406, Saturday afternoon

The party had been a success. Isabel had been up way too late, dancing and enjoying herself with old friends and new. Today was going to be for relaxing and doing some reading for class.

And hopefully eventually getting all the glitter out of her hair.

The door was open.

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-09-08 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Carmela's bored, her roomie's nowhere to be found, and when you come down to it, laptops just aren't very good conversationalists. Which is why Carmela's headed down the hall in search of actual people to talk to. Ooh, hey, open door! Excellent.

She pokes her head in.

"Hey, Isabel!" she says with a grin.