Fifth Floor Common Room, Sunday evening

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After getting back from Colorado, Bruce got some dinner from Ching Tai. Unfortunately, they gave way too much food, so he set up in the common room. If people were hungry, they could take. He could have done that and gone to his room with his food, but he figured that would prevent him from seeing how other people were reacting to the gender switch. And really, his want to be left alone was easily overruled by his curiosity.

While he was in the common room, though, he wasn't touching the TV. It would end up stuck on the Style Network or something if he did. He could deal with being a girl, but that was asking too much.

[OOC: Open like a gender-neutral common room.]

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"How does it not suck/" Quinn countered. "I have no idea how you walk around all day with these ... things. And I'm convinced I'll start thinking with my hormones anytime."

She raised an eyebrow. "Where's the opportunity come in?"

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"Boobs," Puck said, pointing to his own chest. "That just came free for me today. I didn't have to buy these dinner or tell them they're pretty. They're just there. And you can like, reach things and lift heavy things and pee standing up as a dude! You can grow facial hair, Quinn. I know you've always wanted to."

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"I'm pretty sure I'm breaking a vow every time I go to the bathroom," Quinn mused. "Why would I want facial hair? And I have to go to work tomorrow and I have no decent clothes."

She added, only slightly sarcastic, "Congratulations on the boobs, though. I can see where they'd make up for a lot."

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"I can give you clothes," he assured her, shrugging. "Dunno if they'll fit. My normal arms are bigger than your arms right now."

Yes, clearly he had to be competitive. Even if it was pointless.

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"But I'm taller, so it'll balance out," Quinn assured him.

She was talking nonsense, and she wasn't that much taller anyhow, if she was at all. But Puck wasn't the only one who could play pointlessly competitive.

"Thank you," she added.

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

"Welcome. Can I wear your Cheerio uniform?" he asked, tilting his head.

...what, he thought it would be fun.

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"Don't spill anything on it or stretch it out, and yes," Quinn said graciously.

She should not have had that fleeting thought about how hot it would be.

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"I'll just be taking pictures, don't worry," Puck assured her with a smirk. "You can wear my Letterman or jersey if you want."

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Oooh. Tempting. "The jacket?" Quinn asked. "I ... might take a couple photos of my own. Just as souvenirs."