<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>Party!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eiryn, Matthew<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Cheerful and chilly<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>http://www.polyvore.com/lynn_for_monica_vbd/set?id=126398596<br/><hr/><br/>Isis didn't mind being called Ari by either of them. She'd gone by both Isis and Aria, exchangeably, her entire life. As Matt placed the pack of cigarettes onto the table. "Thanks, man." She offered up a winning smile as he walked away. She remembered just as soon as Eiryn said something about him crashing at her place. "Oh, yeah. 109. There's food, alcohol, my cigarettes are on my kitchen table, and if you'd like I have some sleeping pills on my bedside table. To help with your sleeping problems." She dug in her purse and tossed him the key to her apartment. She trusted him, she could see that she could in his eyes.<br/><br/>After the man walked away, Isis turned back to Eiryn as they kind of awkwardly sat there for a moment or so. She grinned a little as the other woman started rambling and actually did a facepalm. "You can calm down a little, I don't bite." She teased playfully before Eiryn shoved a small plate at her after they walked over to where the desserts were. She waited until Eiryn was leaning to cut herself a piece of cake before she leaned down to whisper into Eiryn's ear. "Unless you'd like me to." Isis didn't ever really try to flirt, when she did it came out way too awkward but when she wasn't trying, it was actually some good stuff.