Room 301, Saturday Evening

[seveninchmotto]

So, that had been a pretty short dance for this couple. And Isabelle was perfectly fine with that. She got her door open, and was already trying to kiss Flick again as soon as she'd yanked him into the room.

After the couple of weeks she'd had, she really needed something easier like this. Probably deserved it, too. So, she was taking it.

[ooc: For the guy, and NSFW-bound probably.]

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[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle got her arm around him, and was completely clinging to him now.

Also, sobbing. But she'd prefer it if he didn't pay a lot of attention to that.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick really hadn't expected her to cry after everything but he wasn't saying anything about it. He held her against him and made occasional noises of comfort but didn't question her.

He was concerned and confused but quiet.

[seveninchmotto]

"I'm just so tired," she mumbled after a while, her voice heavy with tears. "Just... tired. But, I'm happy."

Happy he was here, and that Jace was alive and awake, and that everyone else was well.

[flickofthewrist]

"Then, go to sleep," he told her gently. "You can rest. It's okay to sleep."

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle breathed in and then let a shuddering breath out, but she was doing her best to just relax and maybe stop crying. Because it was embarrassing.

And she really needed to sleep.

[flickofthewrist]

Flick sighed and kept rubbing her back, letting her cry and cling to him since she needed it. Maybe she'd fall asleep and sleep for awhile too.

Whatever she did, he knew he wasn't going anywhere.