San Francisco State University, Wednesday evening

Oct 29, 2008 20:11

Wyatt was lying on his bed, idly flipping through the channels on the TV. He glanced at the phone on his desk. Normally, he'd call Isabel, but lately every time he tried to talk to her she was short and cranky with him. He dared not suggest PMS for fear that she would somehow alien-fu her way through the phone line and strangle him, and so he ( Read more... )

isabel evans, wyatt halliwell

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izzyalienqueen October 30 2008, 00:24:40 UTC
There was a knock at the door.

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blessed_twice October 30 2008, 00:27:55 UTC
"It's not locked," Wyatt called out.

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izzyalienqueen October 30 2008, 00:30:20 UTC
The door opened and a bear flew through the door and tackled Wyatt.

Well, as much as any sixteen inch tall stuffed bear could tackle anyone.

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blessed_twice October 30 2008, 00:34:32 UTC
"What the hell?" Wyatt said, grabbing hold of the bear. His first thought was that his teddy bear was evil again. His second was that the bear was dressed for Halloween, and he doubted a demon would go to that trouble. His third was that the bear was flying. He looked to the door.

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