Platypus Cabin, Isabel's Alcove, Late evening

[izzyalienqueen]

It was late when Isabel finally came in from the campfire and she was proud of herself for staying out in the dark as long as she did. As far as Friday's went, today had been a success. Flight had been fun. She enjoyed spending time with Steve Peter and she'd gotten her letter mailedStill a bit too keyed up to sleep, she cleaned up then curled

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[mparkerceo]

*riiiiiing*

Shiny new morning in Moscow.

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel dove for her phone before it could disturb any of her cabinmates, answering before she looked at caller ID. "Hello?"

[mparkerceo]

"Sooooo? How did the date go? You didn't reply to my e-mail yet. Did he bail?"

Parker always expects people to recognize her voice. 'Hi' is a waste of time, in her opinion.

[izzyalienqueen]

"It was not a date. We just went bowling," Isabel laughed, recognizing Parker's voice. "And we had fun. Technically I suppose yesterday could count as a date. Since I did use those words. But it was more in the sense of we'll meet at this place and time then anything else."