The Arms Hotel, Room of the stripper pole, afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

So the weekend had been interesting.

She'd had an affair with her boyfriend, a catfight with Summer, gone trolling for cheap sex with Parker, had angry sex with Chris and then woken up with him to mutual flailing.

Fortunately Parker had been kind enough to let her use her room to shower, change clothes, and work up the courage to head to the

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[blessed_twice]

Wyatt orbed in a short time later. When he saw Isabel, he almost flailed. "Um. Hi," he said.

[izzyalienqueen]

Even though she should have expected it, Wyatt orbing in still startled Isabel enough that she dropped the bag of toiletries she'd packed.

"Hi."

Then she dropped to her knees to gather up everything that had spilled from her cosmetic bag because that was a lot easier then looking at him.

[blessed_twice]

". . . are you OK?" Wyatt asked hesitantly.

[izzyalienqueen]

"I'm better then I was," Isabel shrugged, still not looking at him. "But no, I'm not all that okay."