Room 406, Monday morning

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Wyatt stirred, but refused to wake up and open his eyes, deciding instead to snuggle closer to the warm, soft body next to him. It had been a great weekend with all the snuggling (and making out), and he didn't want it to end anytime soon. He was still a little too groggy to realize that anything unusual was going on.


[For the soft warm body, natch.]

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Said warm, soft body was sleeping contentedly but still aware enough to snuggle back.

A half formed thought about first period class and what the hell was she thinking signing up for it when it meant leaving the warm body she was curled up to drifted through Isabel's head.

Then that thought was gone, replaced by another more interesting one. Something along the lines of oh, is that skin under my hand? as she sleepily rubbed her fingers across Wyatt's back under the edge of his t-shirt.

[*flees* Back in an hour!]

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Wyatt mumbled a sleepy sound of pleasure. His lips found a bare shoulder, and he gave it a soft kiss.

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Certain words were starting to pop through Isabel's brain with more frequency. Words like Wyatt, and finacee and wedding. Suddenly it was a lot harder to stay asleep.

"Oh my god..." Isabel muttered as her memories came flooding back.

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"Hmm? What's wrong?" Wyatt said, then was very confused for a moment as he tried to figure out why he was in bed with Isabel. Not that he was complaining, mind you.

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"Fandom. Strikes. Again," she bit out, torn between staying perfectly still or bolting out of the bed; ironically enough, for the same reason. It had been way too long since she'd woken up like this and she'd forgotten how good it could feel.

Ultimately she did make to get up, because she was in bed with Wyatt! and that was kind of wrong, no matter what her body (which dammit, remembered certain parts of the weekend quite well) might try to tell her.

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Wyatt winced, remembering now that they couldn't remember who they were over the weekend. And how they'd thought they were engaged. He drew back a little, not wanting Isabel to freak out over waking up in bed with him. "Sorry?" he said awkwardly.

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"Not your fault," Isabel told him. "Stupid island." She got up from the bed and started rummaging through dresser drawers looking for clothes, even though this time, she remembered where everything was.

"At least we didn't do anything to regret too much." Not that Isabel regretted kissing him. It was just that stupid sense of loyalty and honor making itself known.

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"Yeah," Wyatt said, sitting up and wondering whose clothes he had on. "I mean, I don't regret anything. Unless you do."

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"Those were Jack's" she said. "In case you were wondering. He left them here when for when he would stay after I got back from Antar. I used to still do at times have trouble sleeping."

Isabel had pulled together an outfit. Whether or not it matched was questionable. But that wasn't important. "I don't. Regret anything."

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"Good," Wyatt said. "I'm glad we didn't . . . you know, go any further. I mean, not that I wouldn't ever want to, I just like girls who in full control of themselves, not drunk or high or . . . amnesiac."

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"Yeah, thanks for that. For stopping when you did. I was..." she shrugged a shoulder sheepishly. "I guess I should go get ready for class."

It was a strategic withdrawal, not running away.

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Except for the fact that they had class together second period. "Right," he said, gathering up his clothes and backpack -- he'd change when he got back to his room. "Still friends?" he asked.

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"Of course," Isabel nodded. "No question about it." Feeling strangely awkward, she went to hug him.

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Wyatt was more than happy to give her a hug back. "I'll see you later, okay?" he said.

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She returned the hug, trying to think about how good it felt. "Yeah, in class. Where we have a test. Just perfect."

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"Oh, hell," Wyatt said, the reminder jolting him out of enjoying the hug too much as well. "I didn't study. Guess I'll have to wing it."

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"Considering that class? I don't think studying would have helped." Isabel stepped back and without thinking ran her fingers over his cheek. Embarrassed when she realized what she was doing, she drew her hand back. "So, I'll see you then."

Without waiting for an answer, she disappeared into the bathroom. That was running away.

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"Yeah," Wyatt said, mostly to himself. He stared at the bathroom door for a moment, almost dazed. It so totally wasn't fair that she had the hots for some other guy. Maybe he was a demon. Yeah, then he could vanquish him and save Isabel from a Terrible Fate.

He sighed with a longing glance back at the bed, then headed out the door and down the stairs to his own room.