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[w_w_t_k_d]

[Today, Jaime wanted to get two things done.

He wanted to drop by the message board to see if whoever owned the book he'd found had seen his message and was ready to claim it. He also wanted a crepe. Banana and nutella, maybe with whipped cream.

Guess which reality-warping train wouldn't let him find either?]

Is it because I wanted whipped cream? It's

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[rlyangrylepers]

[Whatever happened to Nick when the cars were screwing with everyone must have done a number on him. His normally cheerful grin is gone and he's just been shuffling around the cars in a sort of a haze.

Happening upon Jamie's car, he stumbles to a halt a few feet after passing where the boy is slumped, glancing over his shoulder.]

... Jamie?

[w_w_t_k_d]

[All he can manage is a half-hearted wave.]

Hey.

[rlyangrylepers]

[Nick blinks slowly.]

... Did... did it get to you too?

[w_w_t_k_d]

[nods]

And I think I'm justified in wanting something sugary and with whipped topping. But the train can't even give me that.

[allofherheart]

[Hey Jaime! Sorry your little sister went off to do... well, god knows what. But she's here, though she looks confused for some odd reason.]

Oh! Jaime! Thank god I found you! You'll never guess what happened!

[w_w_t_k_d]

[What in the--not again! Jaime jumps to his feet, hands balled into fists.]

I have had it with this train messing with my head! What've you done with my real sister?!

[allofherheart]

What. The train tried to impersonate me? [crosses her arms and stares him down]

That sounds like something out of a bad TV show.

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[w_w_t_k_d]

[relaxes a little]

...are you the real thing?