[Dated 12/1]

[noonelaughed]

What's fucked is that he didn't drink that much, not really. And there was only just the one pill, lost at the bottom of the bottle he nicked, all bubbles and fizz. Okay, so maybe he'd gone skinny dipping just for the fuck of it sometime earlier, but that's just because he thought he'd be waking up somewhere in the jungle where he'd gone to sleep, not on a bridge in the snow in some city.

It looks like fuckin' London, but that can't be right. Can it?

Chris stands, hands over his bits as he looks around.

"What the fuck?" he says, and begins walking, over the bridge, towards unfamiliar buildings.

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[sugarandbite]

This had not been what Caroline had been expecting to wake up to. A few people had mentioned that in the past the island had changed during the holiday season, but she hadn't thought that it would be this dramatic. It was frankly something of a shock.

Since shorts are now out of the question, both as a fashion choice and as a way to deal with the weather she had assembled an outfit that seemed appropriate given both the new setting and what she could get from the box. The long overcoat was a pretty shade of pink, her long dress a golden yellow which didn't wash her out. Caroline had decided that she would figure the rest of wardrobe thing out once she had surveyed exactly what sort of changes had happened under her nose.

She had been wandering for just long enough to start to feel cold enough that turning around and heading back seemed like a good idea. Just as she was about to turn she saw some guy looking very cold and very naked walking across the bridge. "Oh my god," she said as she rushed towards him, momentarily irritated at the length of her skirt. "Why are you naked? It's freezing!"