BWI Portalocity Lounge | Saturday Morning

[princessarcasm]

One of the very few perks of having a meteorologist for a mother was that Amy could almost always avoid weather-related flight delays by relying on her mom for information. That was usually very convenient, but today it meant that due to anticipated late morning storms in northern Texas, Amy had been forced to fly in at ass o'clock in the morning so that she wouldn't run the risk of missing the bus to school. So it looked like she was the first person to reach the Fandom High banner in the airport lounge, and while Amy had always had hopes of one day winning a race, this wasn't quite what she had had in mind.

Armed with an overstuffed duffel bag and her favorite pair of sweatpants (they were decorated with little cartoon strips of bacon!), Amy stifled a heavy yawn and parked herself in a distant corner of the lounge where she could wait for more people to show up.

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Re: The Trip to Fandom!

[furnaceface]

//I've had to resort to that on occasion, too,// Jono replied, shrugging and stuffing his hands into his pockets. //And then there was the 'yes or no button.' I'd rather not revisit the 'yes or no button' days, if I can help it. Would you like a hand with your luggage, luv?//

Re: The Trip to Fandom!

[elated-or-gassy.livejournal.com]

"Could you?" Anna asked. "I didn't know what to pack. I think I packed too much. But I thought, better to pack too much than to pack too little, and not have things you might need."

And that was why she was dragging around approximately six metric tons of dresses and knick-knacks.

Re: The Trip to Fandom!

[furnaceface]

//That would... definitely be unfortunate,// Jono replied, stepping up to inspect what she was bringing along. He was reasonably certain that he could fit it onto the bus. Somehow. //Though we're not so backwards on the island that you can't find a toothbrush and a pair of warm socks if you forget those at home.//