pursuedthestars | Portalocity Hub in Brazil

So, his plans with his girlfriend had fallen through because his girlfriend thought she was his boyfriend with a new name and memories that they didn't share. Jim had really hoped it was all island related and that he'd wake up today and have a message from her but no dice.

Jim had tried to hop a portal back to the island but, apparently, all portals to the island were down right now. He'd tried going somewhere else but nothing seemed to be outbound from Brazil so Jim, in essence, was stuck in the portalocity hub.

Sure, he figured he could have wandered around Brazil and found some fun but he was still ticked and maybe a little concerned that Natalie was actually in trouble and this Nathan guy was a con. Not likely but it was a concern.

All of that just meant Jim was camped out in the hub right now. He was propped up against his bag, phone out and legs stretched out in front of him while he played a game and waited for the portals to start working again. He'd give them a few more hours before he started hitchhiking back to the US.

Not that that would work for long but it'd give him something to do.

[NFB but open for calls/texts/other things]

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Nathan was still largely reeling from yesterday's little episode. Meaning he'd mostly been trying to repress it through copious amounts of extra work. Baiscally, people who hadn't been expecting to hear back from Hegemony officials had received a response within an hour. So, at least his heartbreak was good for something.

And he'd honestly considered letting Jim be for longer, but. See above re: heartache. And all his failed plans for the week. And the humiliation. All of them were good reasons to keep his distance, but all of them were also things he didn't want to prolong.

So, Jim got a very simple text.

If this is it, I need to know so I can pack up your stuff. -N

The text popped up in the middle of Jim's game and he frowned. Why couldn't whoever this was sign their name so he knew who he was dealing with?

Is this Natalie? Well, might as well check. And probably tick Nathan off some more but. He seriously had no memories of Nathan.

Who in turn had almost all the same memories of him as Natalie did. Just different in the details. That contributed to his answer of, They'll be at the Fandom post office next week.

Like all N.V. Adamses of the multiverse despite their general mildness, Nathan could be a little melodramatic when he was feeling hurt.

Great. Thanks.

Jim shook his head and rubbed his eyes. He was going to need to get drunk as hell after this was all said and done.

That's it?

He didn't know what he'd expected.

I don't know what you want me to say. I don't know who you are. I'm sorry if you know who I am but something's weird here and I don't remember you.

It was as honest as he could be right now.

Have you stopped to consider we might have all the same memories, with the difference that you think I should be a girl?

Because Nathan had. When his repression had slipped and he'd actually thought about things.

Yes, I have. But something is still weird about that, Nathan. Because you spent time thinking I was your boyfriend and I spent time thinking someone who you doubt exists is my girlfriend. And that's concerning to me.

He sent that and sighed grumpily.

Because clearly I don't find it concerning that the guy I'm dating remembers me as a girl.

Dry sarcasm even in the textual form? Also an N.V. Adams staple.

Well, it's concerning all around. Sorry to ruin your day. I'll get my clothes next week and maybe this'll sort itself out.

He shook his head and sent the message.

Yeah I'm sure your your girlfriend misses you too.

You know why he knew that? Because he did.

And now he wanted to throw his phone out the window. But he'd probably refrain.

Jim rolled his eyes and turned his phone off for awhile.

Maybe he'd try taking a nap or something. Be a little more awake to try and figure out what was going on with everything.

Portalocity Hub in Brazil | Monday

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