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Caroline set the flat iron down on her sink, shaping one of her blonde curls with her finger. She was frazzled from the night before and the fact that Matt still hadn't answered her messages (it was official - he -was- avoiding her), but that didn't mean she was going to go out looking like a wreck. When she was satisfied with her hair, she turned off her flat iron and unplugged it from the wall. What she had expected was to walk through the door leading into her hallway and to be, well, in her hallway.
That was not how things actually went. Instead, she found herself in an unfamiliar room (if it could be called that at all) on some sort of platform... thingy. Were she less out of her comfort zone, she would have tried to describe it with something less general, but right now 'thingy' would have to do. It described most of what she saw -- especially the weird device above her.
There was something unfamiliar on her arm and looking down revealed it to be a silver bracelet. "Ew, what's this? It's incredibly tacky." Removing it was apparently a no-go, because the bracelet didn't budge. "Is this -stuck- on me? Okay, I don't know what's going on here, but," she fiddled with the bracelet, disgusted that apparently seemed -fused- onto her, "this is definitely not cool." Caroline was aware that she had inevitably bigger problems, but this one seemed manageable and like a good place to start. "How do I get this thing off?"
That was not how things actually went. Instead, she found herself in an unfamiliar room (if it could be called that at all) on some sort of platform... thingy. Were she less out of her comfort zone, she would have tried to describe it with something less general, but right now 'thingy' would have to do. It described most of what she saw -- especially the weird device above her.
There was something unfamiliar on her arm and looking down revealed it to be a silver bracelet. "Ew, what's this? It's incredibly tacky." Removing it was apparently a no-go, because the bracelet didn't budge. "Is this -stuck- on me? Okay, I don't know what's going on here, but," she fiddled with the bracelet, disgusted that apparently seemed -fused- onto her, "this is definitely not cool." Caroline was aware that she had inevitably bigger problems, but this one seemed manageable and like a good place to start. "How do I get this thing off?"
[Voice] Sorry phonetagging
[Voice] No problem! :)
hamstersaliens make everyone wear a horrendously designed bracelet? ][Voice] Now classtagging!
[Voice] Shame on you!
[ She realizes then that she has no idea who this mysterious voice is. ] Do I know you?
[Voice] I know the professor and he hasn't even started class yet anyway.
[Voice] Haha! I can't judge. I went to beauty school and still managed to sneak phone tags. >B)
[Voice] Pfffffffft~ Go sneakiness~
[Voice] Sneakiness is an art. >:3
[Voice] I am a master of sneaky~
[Voice] I can only hope to become as good as you. :'C
[Voice] Get a reputation for taking notes on your computer
Unfortunately, yes.
[Voice] I did pull that trick for my short stint in college! Very useful.
So you're stuck here with us, too...
[Voice] Yes. Yes it is.
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Oh. Well, I'm Caroline.
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