Friday Evening, Somewhere In Mexico, The Internet!
All Emma had wanted was to catch a portal to Fandom and make other people feed her for the weekend so that she wouldn't have to live off ramen and Easy Mac. Not that hard!
Eight transfers and three days later, she was somewhere in Mexico with no local currency and two more hours until her next transfer, which should theoretically take her to Fandom. Luckily, the nice (and hot) guitar player was buying her drinks - which was going a long way towards keeping her from freaking out horribly - but Emma was willing to bet her next three tequila shots that it wasn't going to happen that way.
@FrostyLady: Stuck in bumblefuck Mexico, which is somehow still better than my last layover. Is it still Thanksgiving anywhere? #portalocityfail
[OOC: Open to alllllllll!]
Eight transfers and three days later, she was somewhere in Mexico with no local currency and two more hours until her next transfer, which should theoretically take her to Fandom. Luckily, the nice (and hot) guitar player was buying her drinks - which was going a long way towards keeping her from freaking out horribly - but Emma was willing to bet her next three tequila shots that it wasn't going to happen that way.
@FrostyLady: Stuck in bumblefuck Mexico, which is somehow still better than my last layover. Is it still Thanksgiving anywhere? #portalocityfail
[OOC: Open to alllllllll!]