"20...56," she repeats, and a sudden realization hits her like a sack of bricks, leaving her sitting abruptly as her knees fold. She's only done this one other time and it had been unintentional then too, but noboy had any idea how it had worked, only that it had, and now she was alone.
And kind of screwed.
"Oh shit," she murmured, looking vaguely horrified. How the hell was she going to get back?
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Date: 2022-06-28 03:58 am (UTC)And kind of screwed.
"Oh shit," she murmured, looking vaguely horrified. How the hell was she going to get back?