Room 712, Unalachtigo Dorm, Gotham University, Wednesday night

[blondecanary]

Having a teeny Momoko and teeny Jaime visit last weekend had been trippy but fun

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[weldedtomyspine]

Speaking of teeny Jaime.

Hello, ringing phone.

[blondecanary]

Dinah abandoned her paper on South America-- wondering if some of it was going to disappear next-- and checked the Caller ID, then smiled as she answered. "Lancer Laundromat. Getting your jeans clean. What's your order?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Someone spilled bleach on my favorite dress," Jaime answered with something approaching a straight face.

[blondecanary]

"Oh no, sir! Or madam." Dinah grinned and TK'd a drink to her hand. "What material is the dress made out of? And how soon do you need it?"

[lovemykilt]

And here at least was a phone call which would commiserate with the missing island thing.

*riiiiiiiiing*

[blondecanary]

Checking the Caller ID again, Dinah grinned big in relief. "Priestly! Hi, where are you now? How are you? Has anything changed?"

[lovemykilt]

"Dinah! I'm still in Hong Kong. And, well, the Rim of Fire is dropping like flies. How 'bout you?"

[blondecanary]

"Wait, you too?" Dinah asked, dismayed. "New Zealand! There is no New Zealand! I keep waiting for Alaska to disappear, and it's freaking me out. And half my classes are missing people now." She sighed. "Wait, you didn't head to Mongolia?"