http://wannabe-pan.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-02-04 06:36 pm

Second Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

Andrew was fixing some fine food: tomato soup and grilled cheese. An American classic. There was a fairly large pot of the soup, and he had enough bread and cheese to share if anyone else was hungry.

There was also some groovy Latin jazz playing, and he was dancing about the kitchen, head bobbing and hips swaying -- sometimes in time with the music. Life was good.

[common room open as they are]

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Does Liir mind?" she asked. "Because really? His is the only opinion that matters. Everyone else can suck lemons. I think it's cute though."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure he doesn't," Isabel assured him. "Don't worry. Just go with it."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"He's great," she smiled. "He got me out of a bit of trouble last week, and it was his birthday this weekend so we did a little celebrating."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Hopefully you were preoccupied in a good way."

"I'm fine," Isabel told him. "I was in a small accident on Wednesday and wound in the ER. Which wouldn't be such a bad thing except that they took blood. And that's the surest way to tell I'm something other then human."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Not anymore. Wyatt healed me," she explained, holding out her arms and turning around for inspection. "Then there was pampering."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"No, you had now way of knowing," Isabel smiled. "And besides, I just wanted to get some sleep. Three of us in the bed would have been a bit crowded."

"But enough about me," she said with a glance towards Liir. "How did all this come about. Did I hear something about laundry?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"And decided to wash your clothes while you were wearing them?" she teased gently. ""That's good though. I'm glad things worked out."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
"See now that's an accident I wouldn't have minded," Isabel laughed. "It sounds like fun. And things have built from there?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't pinch too hard. You'll leave bruises." Isabel raised her arm in an invitation for a hug. "I'm glad for you. I'd been worried."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes," she said, giving him a hug and trying to sneak in a hair ruffle while she was at it. "When I saw you at the store you were pretty unhappy."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel squeezed back. "Can I ask what needed to be forgiven? Or are you just going with bygones?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"But not badly enough that he wasn't willing to try again," Isabel said quietly. "And that's what matters. Here and now."

[So sorry. It has been A DAY...]