A Club, Baltimore, Maryland, Saturday Evening

[stringstothesoul]

Hey, look, it was some college kids, doing normal college kid things! Like sneaking into clubs with fake IDs Arden's brother had somehow procured for them! Erasmus wasn't asking questions. He felt like his momma was going to sense his malfeasance from Mississippi and ground him at any moment.

Well, now they were here, and, uh... "What do we...do in a club, anyway?" Dance? They should probably dance.

(For them who knows who they are, but if anyone else wants to be in the club tonight, sure, why not?)

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[stringstothesoul]

"No Waffle House?" Erasmus asked, sounding as scandalized as any Gulf Coast native would. "This is a benighted land." Dramatic much?

"What's even left? Denny's?" Or Krystal, if they had that, since it was just White Castle with a different name.

[mindofageneration]

In no way would Riri turn down fake White Castle.

She snorted at Erasmus' comment, shaking her head. "Has anyone come up with a reason why Waffle House only shows up sometimes?"

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"Magic?" Arden suggested. "Magic and a weird sense of humor, which is pretty much the reason anything happens on the island, I'm pretty sure."

It was like everything was run by immensely powerful beings with a tendency to say, 'Wouldn't it be funny if--'