San Francisco State University, Thursday morning

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt woke up when his alarm went off. He reached out blindly to turn it off so as to not wake his roommate, then got up and staggered across the hall to the bathroom. Except when he got ready to relieve himself, something was missing.

He stared down for a long moment, then yanked his pajama pants back up and turned to a mirror. The reflection gaping at him wasn't his own. What the hell? He wasn't even in Fandom. This wasn't happening. He had to be dreaming.

He hurried back to his room, praying no one would see him, then grabbed his phone and dove under the covers. Isabel had an early class that morning, so he couldn't call. Which was fine with him, because he wasn't sure he wanted to attempt speaking. So he texted:

TO: Isabel
FROM: Wyatt

Are you okay???

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

I'd put money on it. I thought we'd escape the weirdness when we left.

But if it was Fandom weirdness, did that mean other things could happen? Isabel couldn't help but wish for another day with Victoria, no matter how hard it would be to explain.

[blessed_twice]

I'll check with Chris to see if anything weird is happening there.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

I'll check with Parker.

You brave enough to call the Hyperion?

[blessed_twice]

Oh HELL no.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Same here. Hopefully they don't all kill each other.

Of course she thought that just about anytime she thought of the new living arrangements.

[blessed_twice]

I'm sure Aunt Phoebe and her boyfriends are making the most of it.

Ewww.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh man...that's just wow...Not thinking about it.

[blessed_twice]

Uh huh. How long until you're done with class?

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Math after this. But I'm done for the weekend at 11:15. Meet you in my room at 11:30?

[blessed_twice]

Okay. I'll see you then.

Don't laugh.