Sarah on the other hand was totally freaking out. Okay...mildly freaking out. But still, there was a freakout. This was...this wasn't possible. One didn't just fall through time, especially without even remembering she had done so. Though it had originally taken Sarah a moment to figure out anything was wrong, her house was a bit antiquated anyway. But her room had always been a haven of technology. A place filled with wires and computers and tons of little gadgets that had an i in front of them. Now all those were gone. As was her entire closet.
But she could deal. At least pants were beginning to be fashionable and pedal pushers...while still scandalous to some where all the rage with the teen set. She was actually in the middle of lamenting how she looked like Marty from Grease when she heard the door open. Yes! Finally...a parent...someone who could fix this...or at least might know what the hell just happened...
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Date: 2012-09-19 02:53 pm (UTC)But she could deal. At least pants were beginning to be fashionable and pedal pushers...while still scandalous to some where all the rage with the teen set. She was actually in the middle of lamenting how she looked like Marty from Grease when she heard the door open. Yes! Finally...a parent...someone who could fix this...or at least might know what the hell just happened...
"Momma? Daddy...?" She started down the steps.