WHO: Izzy Solo and Conner Ainsley WHAT: Waking up tethered WHERE: Izzy's bed WHEN: Midnight RATING: TBA? STATUS: In progress
For the first night since the whole thing with Mr. Lewis had gone down, Ismara was actually having a pleasant dream. She was back in 2012, before her mother had left she and her father. She loved it home, but in 2012, her sister was her age and her parents were excited and pleasantly surprised by her existance. Clark Ainsley not only paid her attention but liked her; wanted her. He wouldn't have to wait for her to grow up, anymore.
The dream started to fade and Izzy rolled onto her side, draping her arm over what should have been nothing more than a cold, empty, too-large for one person bed. Only, there instead, she realized as she cracked open bleary eyes, was Clark. A grin played across her face for a fraction of a second before she decided if she was still dreaming, she was going to enjoy it. Snuggling up against him, Izzy nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck and closed her eyes again, humming softly against him. Best dream ever.