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Fifth Floor Common Room - Monday Evening

Tim had blown up a papaya, defended the cafeteria from redecorating Vikings and had generally had a pretty interesting day, not even considering who his P.E. teacher was. He just wanted to relax for a bit without worrying about the space-time continuum, so he microwaved a meal he'd found in the freezer and turned the TV on to a NASA special on Discovery Channel.

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After hanging out at Luke's, Bobby made his way back to the dorms but not with the intention of going back to his room. Nope, he was just gonna poke his head into common rooms until he found one with people in it.

"Oh my god this is so much better than orange people from New Jersey," he said, flopping on to the couch.

"Are the orange people students, too?" Tim asked.

"No, they're just trashy," Bobby explained. Well. To use the term loosely.

"Because they're orange or just in general?" Tim asked.

"They are from New Jersey." For someone who was literally chased out of his hometown by a mob of weapon-wielding rednecks, Bobby was awfully judgey.

"I'm from New Jersey," Tim said pointedly.

"But you're not orange, and you don't have a stupid name like 'The Situation'" Bobby pointed out. "Therefore, you're cool."

"Man, don't knock on my state," Tim said, not sounding terribly offended. "Where are you from?"

"Westchester, New York," Bobby said. He'd stopped giving the answer of 'Long Island', well... he actually couldn't remember when he stopped. "So the knocking on Jersey is... kinda a reflex or something," he added.