Room 512, Tuesday morning

Feb 19, 2008 09:13

Michael had called in sick to the diner.

He was considering staying in his room all day, though he probably wouldn't end up doing so, and right now he was rummaging through his closet looking for a sweater with a hood to hide his face.

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izzyalienqueen February 19 2008, 15:34:27 UTC
Isabel had heard radio.

This was something she needed to see for herself.

Which was why she was knocking on the door to Michael's room, an extra coffee in her hand.

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rebelheartalien February 19 2008, 19:10:06 UTC
"You can't come in", she was informed.

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izzyalienqueen February 19 2008, 20:36:20 UTC
"But I brought coffee," she pouted.

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rebelheartalien February 19 2008, 20:37:21 UTC
"...well, maybe for the coffee."

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