Room 308, Wednesday Evening - Chilling Out

[the_merriest]

So that Umbridge lady seemed kinda mean, and Hermione certainly hadn't liked her very much. That was bad.

But how much trouble could a principal be? Really. Seriously. Besides, she and her Jude-dude had made up and therefore, all was right with the world. Plus Deadpool hadn't come looking for her yet about the car. That was a bonus.

So Rikku was sprawled out on her bed, humming to herself and bopping a little. And maybe looking over a ... letter. 'Cause tomorrow was Thursday and, well, no reason. Just, you know. Couldn't hurt.

Her door was wide open.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"See I get the whole idea of damage. I just don't want to wind up damaged myself." She shrugged, "It's stupid, I know."

Isabel took the picture and studied it for a long moment, smiling. "Wow. They look so happy. That's just perfect."

[the_merriest]

"It's not stupid. I, uh, I have ... I don't get banged up easy, and I don't mind kinda ... mixin' it up, yeah?" She bit her lip and looked at the pictures again. "They, uh, they just stood there and ... I couldn't believe it. It was like some strange fairy tale and I kept waiting to wake up."

She blushed. "Oh. And, uh, High Summoner Yuna says thank you and you shouldn't have and should you ever need anything, she's got your back."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It's real," Isabel said. "And it happy and inspiring and just...someone gets the happy ending. That's what matters."