<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/cc/b8/8f/ccb88fa477ea0ab73d1caa294c312a7f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Isis Hastings<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Eiryn's apartment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eiryn<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting to know each other<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans and a sweater<br/><hr/><br/>Isis smiled softly, it was a bit refreshing to meet someone who didn't look at her like she was crazy or some kind of wounded animal. She nodded with another smile. "Don't worry 'bout it. It's nice to hear about someone else"s problems...well, not nice...you know what I mean." She stammered out a bit, happened sporadically when she was either intoxicated or tired. "If one of those self harm moods hit me, I will call you and bitch it out. My self image has gotten tremendously better over the years. The tattoo's a metaphor. The author could've ended the sentence but chose not to."<br/><br/>She saw the look of surprise on Eiryn's face as she said she'd stay the night. "So surprised, don't be." She smiled sleepily as the other woman slid a pillow beneath her head. "I'll be sure to do that if you start making noises, if you can't sleep...feel free to wake me up." Isis wasn't sure why she was whispering. She sighed softly as she felt Eiryn nuzzle into her hair, it brought a happy little smile to her lips. "Good night, Eiryn. See you in the A.M...well, later in the A.M."<br/><br/>It wasn't long before Isis drifted into a slightly deep sleep, her hand resting upon the other woman's side.