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isabelle parker (bound_isabelle) wrote in bound_rp,

There was a snicker at the exotic sickness comment. It was kind of true, but she still liked the term. Isabelle wondered what his aversion to exotic things was. Being Isabelle, she had never noticed something as silly as the fact that he was Mexican and that might be weird in a predominantly white area. Isabelle had never been one to look at race as a thing of any sorts. She was just one of those people. "I bet, it seems like such a precise bit of magic, too. That's just how it is for us, though." Said matter of factly, but without any malice.

"Yes, half-fail would be more accurate than complete fail." She laughed, she hadn't had to deal with partial credit in a long time. Really, you didn't get partial-credit at a school for professional photography. It was basically You're In, Or You're Out. Auf Wiedersehen, as Heidi Klum would say.

"It was weird to lie to everyone about what happened when I came back. I'm not very good at it, so I mostly just said I was sick and refused to talk about it more." In truth, she had been sick in a way. Everything had been so overwhelming she had nearly gotten physically ill a few times. She was lucky she hadn't been institutionalized - but being empathic, and having her family knew what that meant, they knew any kind of environment like that would have made her go much farther downhill.

"You're welcome." She replied with a smile as they walked towards the food section of the fair. "I'm really sorry I kind of ruined the whole date." Yes, she definitely said date out loud, but she wasn't going to press the issue either. "Can I make it up to you?" She didn't know how, but she would gladly do whatever he requested (within reason) to make it up to him. All he had been trying to do was win her a stuffed animal, anyway. And there she went spilling the beans about mystical backgrounds and deep seated family secrets.

It wasn't often Isabelle made her dates feel like vomiting.