<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/908192702670184468/908192840197234688/Izzy1.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Isabel Scott (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16025874#msg16025874)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Settling on one of the living room chairs<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Cut off jean shorts, black tanktop, flannel 'jacket' (okay, someone's shirt that she stole/won awhile back and wears now because it is comfy as fuck and it is cold today)<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: None<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Donovan, Vicki, Nick, Lance, Chloe<br/><hr/><br/>See? Wishes did come true!  She had just been hoping that<strong>Donovan</strong>would show up and there he walked through her door.  Their schedules may have never actually lined up properly before, but tonight things were finally working out. Thank you Universe!  She returned his quick hug and tried to resist the impulse to climb the man like a tree because that would be rude and there were more people arriving.  It wasn't until she stepped back to look at the gathered crowd of people though that she realized that this was the first night a lot of these people had been in the same room together.<br/><br/>Whoops.<br/><br/>Was this going to turn into one of those 'wedding seating chart' moments?  Lord she hoped not because if she tried to keep past relationships and interest straight her head was going to explode, it was far too complicated for a simple girl like Izzy who just loved getting her friends together.  But she for sure needed more alcohol in her system right now and so she reclaimed her pineappley glass and one of the undoctored tasty brownies.  She saluted<strong>Vicki</strong>with it "thanks killer," well aware that she was the girlscout in question, but she would never turn down delicious baked goods even if it meant being yelled at by her trainer come Monday again.  Ugh that was going to suck.  In rebellion she picked up a SECOND brownie to nibble onand started to pick her way back to one of the plush white chairs where she could curl up and munch.<br/><br/><strong>Nick's</strong>arrival caused her to pause though, offering him a smile and her second chocolatey treat.  "Hey you made it!"  Modeling was a rough gig sometimes, even more so than acting sometimes, and when one of their mutual friends Amber had mentioned that he was looking to make some more friends in town, well why not? He seemed nice and more friend was always a good idea right? AND he was exceptionally cute, which as had already been pointed out tonight seemed to be a major criterion for an invite to one of these things.  What? It was a shallow industry sometimes okay, she couldn't help but internalize some of it.  Was it her fault that everyone she met and worked with was ridiculously attractive?<br/><br/>She winkled her nose at<strong>Lance</strong>as she heard her parent's names brought up.  They WERE lovely people, but she wasn't super keen on having them here in the room tonight, but happily he shifted to real estate talk which made her breathe a little easier.  Which was nicely ironic since she usually hate it when he and her dad talked property contracts and stuff.  It wasn't until she looked past him and saw<strong>Chloe</strong>that her head really tilted though,<em>"you okay?</em>" the two words were mouthed aloud.