Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After hanging out in the common room and then saying good-bye, Isabel returned to her room and curled up on her bed, thinking about good-byes and the people she missed.

It never got easier.

[Expecting one, but open for all]

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[cantgetnorelief]

It was very, very late by the time Anders came up and knocked on the door, feeling guilty about the hour despite Isabel's previous reassurances.

He wasn't crying outright, but his eyes were definitely puffy, and he wasn't really speaking much.

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel was tired, but she'd made Anders promise to come down and she wasn't going to miss his knock. Putting aside the album she'd been slowly paging through, she went to open the door.

"Hey," she said quietly.

[cantgetnorelief]

Wordlessly, Anders reached out to hug her and just held on, his shoulders heaving as he tried to get his breathing under control.

[izzyalienqueen]

A firm believer in the power of hugs, Isabel hung on, gently patting his back.