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Who: Isabel and Vincent
When: Monday Morning
Where: Vincent's flat
The bright sun of midday stole through the dark curtains of Vincent's bedroom, the light stirring Isabel into wakefulness as she slowly cracked open her eyes. Giving a soft sigh as she awoke, she unwound herself from Vincent's warm body and stretched from her fingertips to her toes. It'd been a late night, like always, but she felt marginally rested, which was better than most mornings. Reaching up a hand to card through her tangled hair, she looked down at Vincent, still sleeping peacefully, and she smirked. For a demon, he looked rather peaceful when he was asleep.
Slipping her legs over the side of the bed, she made to slide out from under the warm blankets, hoping she didn't stir Vincent too terribly much. She wouldn't mind having a few hours to herself.
Tags: isabel manning, vincent alighieri
When: Monday Morning
Where: Vincent's flat
The bright sun of midday stole through the dark curtains of Vincent's bedroom, the light stirring Isabel into wakefulness as she slowly cracked open her eyes. Giving a soft sigh as she awoke, she unwound herself from Vincent's warm body and stretched from her fingertips to her toes. It'd been a late night, like always, but she felt marginally rested, which was better than most mornings. Reaching up a hand to card through her tangled hair, she looked down at Vincent, still sleeping peacefully, and she smirked. For a demon, he looked rather peaceful when he was asleep.
Slipping her legs over the side of the bed, she made to slide out from under the warm blankets, hoping she didn't stir Vincent too terribly much. She wouldn't mind having a few hours to herself.
Tags: isabel manning, vincent alighieri