Room 401, Monday Morning

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Alec had not had visitors over the weekend (a fact which certain Canadians were sure to appreciate). And in his usual cantankerous way, he had been annoyed to find the park occupied yesterday when he had diverged from his usual morning workout routine to run around outside, but found the path impeded by hordes of chattering parents

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Isabelle waltzed into the room like she owned the place, and immediately came over to lean over his shoulder. Curiosity!

"Hello, brother, what are you doing?"

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"I am organizing," Alec replied, setting his pen down and turning around. "Or something like that. And you're walking into people's rooms unannounced, I see."

Not that it was a big deal. He figured she knew that. Though Victor might have his own objections.

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"It makes sure the element of surprise is on my side," Isabelle told him easily, straightening up again and pushing her hair back over her shoulder. "Also, the door was open."

So she probably wasn't going to busting in on Victor's private time anytime soon or anything.

... Probably.

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Who could be sure, really?

"Well, in that case."

Alec waved a hand at his bed, indicating that she could sit, but he had no delusions that she had been waiting for a invitation. "Did you know there's a trip this weekend?"