Room 438 Tuesday evening
Dean was in his room, practicing his best lazing about methods. He was lying on his bed, idly surfing the net on his mini-comp.
From what he'd seen in class today, it seemed like everyone was back to normal. Maybe the plague had thrown off Fandom's usual weirdness on the weekend schedule by a day or two somehow. He was eventually going to track down some people to see how they were dealing with their sudden trip into their own futures, but in the meantime he was just enjoying the fact that for once he was one of the ones unaffected.
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From what he'd seen in class today, it seemed like everyone was back to normal. Maybe the plague had thrown off Fandom's usual weirdness on the weekend schedule by a day or two somehow. He was eventually going to track down some people to see how they were dealing with their sudden trip into their own futures, but in the meantime he was just enjoying the fact that for once he was one of the ones unaffected.
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