<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>Her apartment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eiryn<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Breakfast and/or slight disappointment<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>http://www.polyvore.com/isis_ocn/set?id=147610960<br/><hr/><br/>Isis saw the conflict on Eiryn's face and inwardly sighed, she was doing what she always did when she found someone that she liked- in a little more than a 'let's just be friends' kinda way. She tended to want to spend as much time as was possible with them to get to know them, it was annoying..she knew, but she'd always done it. Even the most attractive people had their flaws.<br/><br/>She nodded as the other woman spoke, slight disappointment building up inside of her but Isis had always had a good poker face. She'd even learned how to keep most emotions out of her eyes, it was extremely difficult because she was a terrible liar but this wasn't lying...more like bluffing or something of the sort. She didn't know much about poker.<br/><br/>While listening, processing, and trying to think of something to say, Isis finished off her breakfast and the rest of her smoothie. "I get it, you have work to do.." She was distracted by the ping of a text message. "I guess I do, too, Liz just asked if she could open early." She didn't move her eyes from Eiryn as she sent Liz a text back. "Yeah...come by or something later. I'll probably be in the back if we're not busy. Either baking or putting together playlists."<br/><br/>She smiled slightly as Eiryn's hand came up to rest upon her own."Don't worry bout it, really. I get a little antsy when I'm not doing something productive, unless I'm high. Even when I'm high, I still find it difficult to keep still." She stood, slowly slipping her hand from beneath the other woman's so she could take both of their plates and rinse them off before putting them into the dishwasher. She stepped over to one of the smaller cabinets, where she kept her meds, and took out a medicine organizer. Opening the little Saturday box, she popped the four pills into her mouth and swallowed them.<br/><br/>"So...yeah. It's no biggie, although, it'd probably be easier to call me if you actually had my number." Isis reached for a slip of paper and wrote down her name and number...her handwriting was a mixture of print and cursive. She stepped back over to the table and slid it over to Eiryn with another smile. "There ya go."<em>Okay, Isis, pull back a little. She's not the type you're used to and you just have to deal with that. Calm down and don't get all clingy and whatnot.</em>