Room 234/236 : Wednesday evening

[mparkerceo]

Parker put the phone back in the cradle after the phone call to Angel, then flopped back onto her comforter. "God. He makes me want to find Seely Booth and hit him again." She hung her head off the end of her bed, and gave Isabel a weary glance. "I'm not wrong, am I? He is being a complete dumbass?"

[ooc: for Isabel, initial conversation contents NFB, but open to others, if they want to stop in.]