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Natalie had portaled out to Toronto to spend a week doing orientation at the university. Dorms (ugh), professors (okay), classes (fascinating), roommate (the less said, the better, probably). The works. And now the week was over, and she was back.
Of course, she thought it had been a week. Because it had. In Toronto. Not so much over here. She had wondered about the lack of urgent emails coming in while she'd been gone, but she'd figured that had been some kind of a makeup move on Peter's part for the day he'd tried to take her work away from her. She hadn't thought about it much beyond that.
But now she was back, and she was at her desk in her office after dropping her things off at her apartment, and she was flipping through things, and ––
"Wait a minute."
It was very much starting to look like she'd only been gone for a couple of hours at most. What now, multiverse?
[ooc: NFB, but open for all the usual stuff.]
Of course, she thought it had been a week. Because it had. In Toronto. Not so much over here. She had wondered about the lack of urgent emails coming in while she'd been gone, but she'd figured that had been some kind of a makeup move on Peter's part for the day he'd tried to take her work away from her. She hadn't thought about it much beyond that.
But now she was back, and she was at her desk in her office after dropping her things off at her apartment, and she was flipping through things, and ––
"Wait a minute."
It was very much starting to look like she'd only been gone for a couple of hours at most. What now, multiverse?
[ooc: NFB, but open for all the usual stuff.]
