Fourth floor common room- Thursday evening

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Gwen figured that as a treat for surviving most of her first week here (literally and figuratively), she'd just use a little bit of the spending money she'd been given before coming here to order a pizza, because she didn't feel like trying to cook.

When the delivery guy showed up with several she'd figured they were for deliveries elsewhere, but then there was a conversation including sentences such as "I only ordered one. One small," and "I'm not paying for all these," and "How do you even make money?"

Long story short, Gwen had a bunch of pizzas and she was only one girl so someone was going to have to help her with these.

[Possibly a little slow till after work but whatever, open CR!]

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"There's something to be said for the not-invasive approach," Rapunzel admitted. "I always appreciate the people who don't ask. I mean, in a place where Pascal could actually be my transformed roommate, it's kind of nice to have people just get used to seeing the thing that makes you feel weird, even if I personally don't mind answering questions about it."

She was still kind of getting used to that, at all, even after a whole summer.

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"...You know I have to ask why it makes you feel weird now, right?" Gwen said. It was right there, she couldn't let that go.

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"Have you ever met anyone else with seventy feet of hair?" Rapunzel asked, raising her eyebrows. "'Cause I haven't. I'm not even normal at home, so."

She shrugged happily, flouncing onto a couch with her pizza. "So where're you from, anyway?" Look at that segue. Like a pro.

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"New York. Which is apparently different from everybody else's New York?" Probably a good thing, given that whole mutant-caused biblical-type flood thing. "You?"

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"Corona," she said cheerfully. "I know some people from New York! Is it really as big and loud as everyone says?"

She was personally super-intimidated by the idea of cities that big, but that didn't mean they weren't really neat, still.

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"Manhattan is," Gwen replied. "I'm from Queens, which is a lot quieter. You can have houses instead of everyone on top of each other."

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"And you're from this time, right? If not, you're adapting really well," Rapunzel said encouragingly.

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"Yeah, I'm from now. And things back home are sort of crazy so that's making it easier to deal with the crazy here," Gwen said. "I'll adjust just fine."

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"Good crazy or bad crazy or just expect-the-unexpected crazy, like here?" Rapunzel checked.

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"I'm from where he's from," Gwen said, pointing to Johnny and figuring he'd probably already told her about his superheroics. "But a different universe or whatever."

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Rapunzel glanced at Johnny, then back at Gwen with her brows a few inches higher. "Really? Are you a superhero, too?"

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"Oh, god no," Gwen said, shaking her head. "No powers and that looks like waaay too much trouble. I'll let people like him handle that sort of thing."

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"Smart," Rapunzel said, nodding sagely. "I mean, not that it's not all really neat, and all, but it sounds like a pretty dangerous lifestyle."

To put it delicately.