[Freya won't have to wait too long; Cami's actually planning on arriving at the bar before her shift even starts, needing to draft the latest and greatest version of her "this is why you should go to therapy" broadcast for the Wonderland masses. While most probably wouldn't find the bar atmosphere conducive towards such an effort, particularly after the post-event popularity boost they tend to get, Cami's pretty used to finding her thoughts even among the chaos and the bustle.
What does totally throw off her plans, however, is seeing a familiar face perched on one of the barstools shortly after she walks in.]
Freya? [While Cami knows this could be some sort of alternate universe doppelganger, she's willing to bet money that it isn't. After all, a Mikaelson finding her at the bar? Isn't exactly unprecedented. That doesn't make it any more expected, however; the only reason why Cami can't say it's been a year since she last saw anyone from her world is because she got sent home for a brief while--not because Wonderland's favored the New Orleans crowd at all in recent months.]
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What does totally throw off her plans, however, is seeing a familiar face perched on one of the barstools shortly after she walks in.]
Freya? [While Cami knows this could be some sort of alternate universe doppelganger, she's willing to bet money that it isn't. After all, a Mikaelson finding her at the bar? Isn't exactly unprecedented. That doesn't make it any more expected, however; the only reason why Cami can't say it's been a year since she last saw anyone from her world is because she got sent home for a brief while--not because Wonderland's favored the New Orleans crowd at all in recent months.]
Oh my God; when did you get here?