It's not until the next morning that Bridge and Xander realise that not only did the portal spit them out at oh-dark-thirty the previous night, it spat them out at oh-dark-thirty *Wednesday* night. When they'd left on Tuesday. And it's now Thursday morning, the table is set for brunch, and everyone is sitting down around the table full of non-Synthetron-made food.
( Cut for tables literal and otherwise )
[OOC: preplayed with
needsaparrot and
futurebucs_star. TBC in comments. Otherwise NFI and also NFB and NFM (Not For Monkeys). OMG TLAs.]
( Cut for tables literal and otherwise )
[OOC: preplayed with
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