izzyalienqueen | Room 406, evening

Aside from being social and cooking on Friday morning, answering a letter and talking to Jaina today, Isabel had had a mostly quiet weekend as she worked on finishing up her college applications. They were finally done and stacked neatly in a pile on her desk, ready to be mailed in the morning.

To celebrate, Isabel flipped on the TV and got ready to watch the premiere of The Amazing Race. She'd missed Phil Keoghan.

The door was open.

Current Mood: relaxed

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"No...Brat!" she grinned. Then stuck her tongue out at him.

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For that Peter stole another cookie.

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"You! You! Cookie thief!" Isabel exclaimed. "It's the first step on a life of crime."

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"It's all your fault," Peter countered. "I'll tell everyone you're the blame."

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"Yet another reason for Nathan to hate me." Not that he ever had that much of a reason to like her in the first place ~~other then the fact he liked blondes~~.

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"Why would Nathan hate you?" Peter asked.

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"I don't think he liked me all that much when we first met," Isabel shrugged. "And if you told him I, well, dumped you as a result of that weekend, I just can't see me making his Christmas card list."

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"I'd tell him nothing like that," Peter said. "You're my friend, Isabel. That's what matters."

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"Yeah," she agreed with a small smile. "That's the most important part. Definitely."

"Does this mean I can play matchmaker now?"

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Peter stared. "With... me and Nathan?"

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"Oh my god! No! ~~I don't care that it's practically canon~~" Isabel exclaimed. "That's just...gah!"

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"This is what I'm saying!"

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"And this is me agreeing with you!" she replied. "I meant with some of our fellow students. I didn't think I'd need clarify that point."

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"Okay then." Peter snagged another cookie. "And - sure? I guess? I mean it's not like I'm on the prowl or anything."

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"No, you're far from the prowling type," Isabel agreed. "That would be Johnny. As for me arranging anything? I'm not going to do anything yet." Because the one person that jumped to mind needed a little more time to heal. "I'm just going to think for now."

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"Why do I feel those words should be followed by some kind of ominous sound?"

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"Because you know me far to well?"

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"Probably true," Peter admitted.

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"I promise. I'll go easy on you," Isabel laughed. "And if not, then my clothing is fair game for a color change."

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Peter may have tried to subtly change a patch of color on her shirt without her noticing. And by "subtly" we naturally mean "Making a great show of how subtle he was being"

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Isabel was humoring Peter, which was why she very deliberately looked over towards where Annie was sleeping on the other bed. "She sleeps now so she can be up all night."

After a moment, she looked down at her shirt. "Now how ever did that happen?"

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Peter made a show of looking at the bright pink spot with puzzlement. "Huh. Must be one of those Fandom things."

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Snickering, Isabel passed her hand over the spot and changed it back. "Yup, just one of those Fandom things. Right up there with gremlin bites and random animal transformations."