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Well, it had finally happened. After weeks and weeks of hoping, dreaming, even yearning for the opportunity; after flirting with it, dancing around it, and coming within a hairsbreadth of it several times over, Cal's dream had finally come true:
He had beaten Arden at Paintball again.
More than that, even, he'd come in first place, beating the entire class. And, to properly celebrate this momentous occasion, Arden had decided that none of the restaurants on the island would do. They needed to go somewhere special, not somewhere they could order takeout from on the regular. At first, she'd planned to head into Roswell and see what kind of places they had available, but stepping out into the vast wilderness of sand dunes had her quickly spinning on her heels and deciding that, nope, a portal would do them just fine.
As good a time as ever to check out a restaurant she'd noticed in Baltimore when she'd gone to get her tattoo, no?
And so, come dinnertime, Cal and Arden found themselves in Baltimore, the skyline weird without Fandom's distinctive silhouette on it, ordering all the fries their bodies had room for.
A pity that Fandom had taken this week to go a-wandering. The lack of the island at their backs might have clued them in that they hadn't taken a portal to the island's Baltimore, but to Arden's.
[For the gent with the droid and NFB for distance!]
He had beaten Arden at Paintball again.
More than that, even, he'd come in first place, beating the entire class. And, to properly celebrate this momentous occasion, Arden had decided that none of the restaurants on the island would do. They needed to go somewhere special, not somewhere they could order takeout from on the regular. At first, she'd planned to head into Roswell and see what kind of places they had available, but stepping out into the vast wilderness of sand dunes had her quickly spinning on her heels and deciding that, nope, a portal would do them just fine.
As good a time as ever to check out a restaurant she'd noticed in Baltimore when she'd gone to get her tattoo, no?
And so, come dinnertime, Cal and Arden found themselves in Baltimore, the skyline weird without Fandom's distinctive silhouette on it, ordering all the fries their bodies had room for.
A pity that Fandom had taken this week to go a-wandering. The lack of the island at their backs might have clued them in that they hadn't taken a portal to the island's Baltimore, but to Arden's.
[For the gent with the droid and NFB for distance!]
