"Wait... how the hell did we get here?"

I check out my GPS and it looks like we're all the way on the other side of town. Something must be wrong with it, so I ask Emma to look at hers.

She digs though her bag, until it falls out along with lip gloss and a book of matches. Her's says the same thing as mine. That's when I notice the time on both of them i wrong too. It was 10:30, maybe 11, when we left the bar. Now both say that it's almost 5 AM. Either both of our phones are totally messed up in the same exact way, we just lost 6 hours of time.