[ After all, if he was back home he would either be in the same position as her or he'd be without his memories. As heartbreaking as the latter would be, it was preferable to him being miserable by a long shot. Either way, he'd be back home moving on as well, because life didn't stop for grief.
Something he might be proud of her for, at least, was the fact that she'd managed to connect with a couple of her distant cousins? Who knew she had family here, right? And a job. She'd gotten one of those, too, mostly because it sounded interesting, but also because the room wasn't going to pay for itself, and she didn't want to get tossed out on the street with nowhere to store all of their things.
It was while she was sitting at home on her day off, looking over a painting that she was working on finishing up that her phone began to vibrate.
At first, she didn't notice the noise. The device was still tucked into her hair and she was lost in thought, but Pascal came to the rescue and began squealing and squeaking excitedly as he hopped down onto her lap and held the device up for Rapunzel to see. With a fond smile, Rapunzel's hand moved to add another paint stroke, addressing her little green friend before her gaze shifted. ]
What is it, Pascal? Is there another sale at the--!?
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Something he might be proud of her for, at least, was the fact that she'd managed to connect with a couple of her distant cousins? Who knew she had family here, right? And a job. She'd gotten one of those, too, mostly because it sounded interesting, but also because the room wasn't going to pay for itself, and she didn't want to get tossed out on the street with nowhere to store all of their things.
It was while she was sitting at home on her day off, looking over a painting that she was working on finishing up that her phone began to vibrate.
At first, she didn't notice the noise. The device was still tucked into her hair and she was lost in thought, but Pascal came to the rescue and began squealing and squeaking excitedly as he hopped down onto her lap and held the device up for Rapunzel to see. With a fond smile, Rapunzel's hand moved to add another paint stroke, addressing her little green friend before her gaze shifted. ]
What is it, Pascal? Is there another sale at the--!?