Dean's Party had been fun. At least until the point Isabel had run into
Ronan and he'd told her what Peter had done. Then the night became all about cheering up an unhappy friend. Isabel was pretty sure a movie marathon of Sparta, and Sea's Eleven, Twelve & Thirteen had done the job.
Or at least she hoped so, despite her best efforts, she'd fallen asleep sometime around four in the morning.
Yawning, Isabel sat up and stretched, then gave Ronan's shoulder a shake. "Wake up sleepy head."
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