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She was glad to have Chris's calming presence there to soothe her nerves, though it didn't make what she was going to say any easier. She had a feeling he wouldn't be too mad, but still, her natural paranoia about the situation didn't help. Perhaps if she just relaxed, it would all be fine, but...

Isolde, despite her tired expression, still managed to look quite radiant just by looking at Chris. She could see his obvious worry, and although he didn't say anything, she knew she'd have to explain herself and why she looked so awful. "It's alright," she said, smiling although she selfishly...

Shuffling out of the bedroom, Isolde's face relaxed in to a smile. She didn't look so great, but she was happy. Chris just had that effect on her. It didn't matter that she was about to tell him some big and scary news. She was absolutely crazy about him and knew that whatever happened, it would...

Isolde had been worrying herself sick all day, ever since she'd confirmed her suspicions. She'd taken a sick day, gone to see the doctor, and then retreated home to her bathrobe and bad muggle movies. What was she going to do now? More importantly, how was Chris going to react? They'd only been...

((extremely late reply is extremely late. :P I hope you don't mind slight godmodding.)) Honestly, she felt as though she was half her age. Like a 15 year old with a crush. Even if she was thirty, and felt that perhaps this was more than a mere crush (after all, it was mutual, wasn't it?)...

Isolde laughed, good-naturedly, feeling honestly in a good mood for the first time in quite a few days - well, she'd been feeling good ever since she'd walked in the door and seen Christopher there, but still. "We could keep this up for a while, couldn't we?" she joked, before kissing him again...

Boombastic - Shaggy Srsly. My friend bought tickets to a reggae festival just to see Shaggy. =))

"Sooner?" she asked, a smile on her face. "I only sent it about an hour ago! I'm amazed you got here so quickly!" Oh, it was great to see him again. Even though she'd had to leave her job, she wasn't too sad about it. After all, she could travel, she could try new things, and she could spend...

((sorry, I suck!)) Isolde could sense a presence in the room, but she suspected it was probably Christobelle or Wallace, home for some reason or another. Not playing much attention, Isolde walked in to the room quite calmly, but stopped suddenly when she felt arms around her waist, and an...

Having picked up a few essentials - some icecream, chocolate...oh, and a couple of frozen meals, for convienience - Isolde gathered her purchases and exited the store, slowly and thoughtfully making her way back home. I wonder what I'll do now, she pondered, humming a soft tune as she walked...

Okay, so here are mine. Note, I make them so I can hate myself more, never fill them, and make the same ones year after year and never go after them, cause why would I want to achieve them when I can be down on myself?

A mixture of sadness and relief clouding her expression, Isolde Glasson, no longer a professor, set her bags down on the floor of her bedroom and slumped on to her bed. In truth, she was glad to get out of school. As much as she loved teaching, it was proving to be much too difficult for her...

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

This again, cause I'm awesome.

Isolde could quite happily ignore the cheesiness of the line he gave as she gently swayed to the music, her arms still around Christopher. Of course, what was brought up next was something that she did actually feel she needed to consider, as much as she would have preferred to simply stay in...

Beaming at Christopher's words, Isolde met his eyes, almost unable to believe what she had just heard. But hadn't the kiss proven it? It was good enough evidence for her. "I really like you too," she admitted, shyly, as though she was a first or second year telling her classmate the exact same...

Isolde very much regretted breaking away as awkwardly as she did. Christopher had seemed to be enjoying the kiss - heck, he'd even deepened it. Oh cr@p, I'm an idiot, she told herself, depressed and humilated. If she hadn't ruined things by kissing him, she'd certainly ruined things by breaking...

Nearly spluttering at the choice of music - but keeping herself composed - she accepted his offer to dance quite eagerly, but adding "it's been nearly forever and a day since I last danced, forgive me." Awkwardly, stiffly, she began to move in time with the music - until slowly loosening up and...

Isolde was very pleased that Christopher seemed to react so well to her statement, in fact he seemed just as eager as she was. Although for totally different reasons, she reminded herself, sadly. He'll never see you as more than a friend, so just don't. Their eyes met, and Isolde was acutely...

A blush rose in Isolde's cheeks as Christopher gently kissed her hand. Maybe it really was the alcohol, but her heart seemed to flutter, in a manner of speaking, when he did that. Of course, he was kind, friendly, and handsome, so how could she help herself? But he's just your friend, just your...