Room 406, Monday morning

[blessed_twice]

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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[blessed_twice]

"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."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"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.

[blessed_twice]

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.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

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

[blessed_twice]

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

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

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

[blessed_twice]

"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."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"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.

[blessed_twice]

"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.