dazzling_lights (dazzling_lights) wrote in freedomtownic, @ 2017-10-26 20:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, ~dazzler |
Who: Alison and Open
What: Getting coffee
Where: The Crashdown
When: Mid morning
Alison had finally ventured out of the room she'd found herself in yesterday. She still didn't know how she'd ended up in a strange city, that apparently, wasn't even on earth. She wondered if any of her team mates in X-Factor were looking for her right now. For that matter had her estranged ex-husband been informed of her sudden disappearance? Ali was pretty certain he hadn't been. Knowing Long-shot, if he knew she was missing he'd be scouring every known reality to find her. She was thankful that the credit cards in her wallet still worked, enabling to at least buy some clothes and supplies. She had no idea how she would pay the bill, but hey that was at least one thing she didn't have to worry about.
Now she was seated in the Crashdown cafe sipping on a cup of coffee. An FBI agent she'd spoken to had recommended it, and he had been right. It was a damn fine cup of coffee. There were not many other patrons in the cafe so it was a bit quiet. Alison was content however to sit and people watch out one of the large front windows.