Fifth Floor Common Room, Sunday evening

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

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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[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Probably not," George agreed. "They have guy cheerleaders, though, don't they?"

She didn't know. She didn't pay attention to that shit.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"They just hold up the bottom of the pyramids," Quinn explained. "They don't do the fun stuff. And everybody thinks you're gay if you do it."

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Are they usually gay?" George asked.

Not judging. Just curious.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I don't really know," Quinn answered, equally neutral. "I think so, but I don't spend a lot of time surveying them or anything. They've never hit on me."