It was a fairly normal afternoon for Pascal. They’d split their hair down the middle, dyeing one half red and the other half green to fit with the festive feeling that seemed to be hovering over the town like a cloud. Then they’d walked to the grocery store and back home with bags of fresh produce they were now carefully slicing as they danced around the kitchen. Catching sight of Rapunzel entering the room from the corner of their eye, they lowered the volume of the song drifting through their phone speaker (Michael In The Bathroom from Be More Chill) and flashed a smile. “Would you like a fruit salad?” They offered, popping a grape in their mouth as they awaited her answer.
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