WHO: Isaac Lahey and Allison Argent WHAT: Hanging out WHEN: Today WHERE: Their House WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Isaac was doing okay here in Madison Valley. Better than he'd expected, really. In a lot of ways it was nice to be away from Beacon Hills, and all the baggage that place brought with it. And there were enough people from Beacon Hills here that he didn't get homesick, either...although actually he was pretty sure you had to have a home in the first place for that.
School was school - nothing better or worse than it was back home. Well, better in some ways because nothing had actually tried to kill him yet. Sure, weird things happened, but that was just kind of daily life for anyone from their town.
And Allison was here. And alive. That on its own made up for a lot. He'd suffer the weirdness of this place just to be with Allison a little bit longer. Who knew, maybe they'd stay here forever, and he'd never have to see her die...unless it was by old age sometime when they'd both lived long and full lives.
Staying with the Argents was a little on the weird side, but so was everything else, so he went with it. And Chris wasn't bad, as long as he stayed very quiet about the things going on between himself and Chris's daughter, that was. But it wasn't like he wanted to blurt out everything about that anyway. Come on.
Coming home from school, he threw his bookbag on the couch and went into the kitchen to get a snack. Once his stomach was taken care of, he walked out into the living room, looking around for signs that Allison was home yet.