izzyalienqueen | Room 406, early afternoon

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Even though she'd only been gone a week Fandom time, Isabel was cleaning her room like it really had been left closed up for six months. Reorganizing drawers and closets, scouring the bathroom, dusting every available surface, meant she didn't have to think about last night's conversation, or the worried voicemails and emails from her parents she's avoiding answering. It meant she could pretend she wasn't woken up by nightmares this morning.

The door was open, the radio was blaring the Rolling Stones, and Isabel was on her hands and knees in the bathroom, attacking the grout with a toothbrush.

[ooc: RL calls. Slowish to stopped till after 8 EDST]

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Rolling Stones - Paint it Black

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"All right," she says. Not quite sure about that, but she's willing to try. "I should go, make sure John isn't trying to catch whatever's hitting the window yet."