Alright. So maybe she should've taken her own advice and not stayed up till ass o'clock in the morning binge-watching old "Quantum Leap" episodes (man, that show did not age horribly well) instead of getting online to raid (she's sure she'll hear about it the next time she hops in game).
Maybe it was the pint of Phish Food she managed to scarf down. Maybe it was watching Scott Bakula time/body-hopping that stuck her in this crazy dream that feels a little too real for its own good: The people. The feel of the sidewalk under her Chucks (good Gaia, did she fall asleep with her clothes and shoes on?).
Charlotte runs a hand through her wild mess of red and looks around. "To hell with Kansas..."
Charlotte Lowell | White Wolf (OC)
Alright. So maybe she should've taken her own advice and not stayed up till ass o'clock in the morning binge-watching old "Quantum Leap" episodes (man, that show did not age horribly well) instead of getting online to raid (she's sure she'll hear about it the next time she hops in game).
Maybe it was the pint of Phish Food she managed to scarf down. Maybe it was watching Scott Bakula time/body-hopping that stuck her in this crazy dream that feels a little too real for its own good: The people. The feel of the sidewalk under her Chucks (good Gaia, did she fall asleep with her clothes and shoes on?).
Charlotte runs a hand through her wild mess of red and looks around. "To hell with Kansas..."