txt 2 isabel
nico: Isabel. Are you at this party?
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txt 2 isabel
nico: Isabel. Are you at this party?
A small huff could be heard from the male's lips as he carried the huge bag of soil towards his room, never really getting used to how heavy dirt could actually get. " Hey, hey .. " The male gathered the next girl's attention as he stood in front of the closed door, glancing up over the huge bag but all there was for her to see was a bit from his forehead. " Would you care to open the door for me ? I got the keys in my butt pocket -- back pocket. "/ @oofisabel
"Well, someone's a little late," the female called out as she saw the other pop in just now, a small teasing grin lingering on her lips. Usually, Faith wouldn't care too much about people just arriving now but it was obvious with this chick that she wasn't here to actually partake in the event. "Just checking it out, I assume ? " / @oofisabel
two large suitcases in tow, nico’s already tense from the hideous interior of the hotel. the hairs on the back of his neck rise as he opens the door to his room. he’s horrified, mostly because he knows he can’t afford an alternative. at least there’s a king-sized bed. but as he steps into the room, he finds someone else’s luggage and a certain raven-haired woman standing by the bed. “ isabel..? ” he’s more irritated, than surprised, because of course a hotel of this calibre can’t even get administration correct. “ you are in the wrong room. ”
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“ i would like to talk to your manager. ” this isn’t the first time he’s eaten out in america, but it is the first where the food has been so despicable it’s hardly been touched. so why should he tip when he doesn’t agree with the service? “ IT’S ! COLD ! ” he argues with the waiter, then he spots isabel and strangely feels relieved. “ ah, diaz, perfect timing. come over here and taste this cat food of a dish. ”
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nico’s the type of person to check through his answers twice and leave the room early. ideally, he’d be the first one out of the door, and he usually is but this time he waits until the very end. it was painful. people start handing their papers in and nico follows suit, trying to get his timing right. then, he appears next to isabel, and he clears his throat as if to make his presence known. “ well, that was easy, ” he mutters, not to anyone in particular, but yeah, to her.
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she finished snipping off an excess part of the page she was eyeing and she picked up another cutout shape she had to compare. “hey..” she called out from her bed, her journal on her lap as she was carefully placing flowers and some choice cutouts for the page. she glanced at isabel, a curious look present on her face. “are you thinking of going out into roseville?” // @oofisabel