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The Perk [Monday Afternoon]

Veronica was comfortably ensconsed at a table with a large cup of coffee close at hand. There was a danish on a plate, but that was largely ignored as she worked on her lesson plan for tomorrow.

There might have been snickering.

[oooooooopen; sweet zefron I'm exhausted and bored out of my mind today. entertain me!]

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It hadn't taken Serena long to find a place that made coffee to her exacting standards. Alright, maybe not that exacting, but a bone dry cappuccino was something she looked forward to each day.

Veronica glanced up when the door opened and noticed the girl who entered. She looked like a student and Veronica smiled when she caught her glance.

"Hey there," she smiled at the woman, giving her a nod. Honestly, Serena thought that she didn't look that much older than herself. Maybe a few years, so likely not a student. "Is this the place to find good coffee? Please tell me yes."

"Absolutely," Veronica assured her. "My favorite. It's half the reason I agreed to teach here this summer."

Definitely a teacher then. Serena grinned, sticking out a hand, "I guess I didn't take the right class, or I would have found out about it sooner. Serena."

"Veronica," she said, shaking the girl's hand. "I'm teaching SAT prep this session"

"See, already did that. If I'd have known..." Actually, if she could wipe the memory of the SATs from her mind, she'd be much much happier. "Last term for me. Back home though, in New York."

"Oh, I love New York," Veronica said. "What year are you going into?"

"Senior," almost done and almost off to college. "And I'll miss New York, mostly. Sometimes it's nice to get away, do new things."

Veronica nodded. "I've only been to New York a few times, but it's one of my favorites. I'm a California girl though."

"My mom grew up in California. Her parents had a ranch there. But I was always an East Coast girl myself," she admitted, unaware of how that might make her sound.

"I've spent my fair share of time on the East Coast in the last few years," Veronica said. "A year here for school, last summer in DC doing an FBI internship and now the summer teaching here."

"FBI?" Now it was Serena's turn to look impressed. "Wow. I haven't thought of anything after going to Brown. If I get in."

"Brown's a good school," she said. "I applied for Stanford, but ended up sticking around my hometown before transferring to UCLA. Any idea what you're going to study?"

"No idea. Literature, probably," even if that had been Dan's area more than hers. "Maybe politics."

Veronica nodded. "Both good areas of study. It would help to have an idea what you want to do after college though. Even if it's a vague idea."

How did she say that she never really needed to think about it? That there was enough money that she could do what she liked, and eventually find a job doing something or other. "I thought I might spend a while in Europe. Traveling."

It didn't sound quite that obnoxious that way, even to Serena.

And Veronica was starting to realize that Serena was one of those New York society princesses.

"Traveling in Europe would be amazing."

A New York society princess, but not quite like the others. Maybe it had been Lily's bohemian edge, but she'd never quite fit the mold, and less the past year. "It is. Paris in spring is one of my favourite things. The Siene with the trees blooming, and a fresh coffee against the chill," she wrinkled her nose, laughing at herself, "I've just made myself sound like a bad travel ad, haven't I?"

Veronica chuckled. "I've been to Paris, but not in the spring. It was summer."

"Go back in the spring if you have a chance. Nothing else is like it." She shook her head, "Now this place in summer. It gets pretty interesting around here."

"Oh, Fandom is interesting in every season," Veronica assured her with a smirk.

"Somehow that's not actually a relief," she groaned, not really upset. "I came here to get away from the drama of New York, crazy, huh?"

"Well, it's not usually dramatastic," she said. "Just... interesting. Did you miss the mutant goldfish-spitting alligators last week?"

"Mutant-" Serena paused, eyes wide, "please tell me you're kidding."

Veronica shook her head. "No, sorry. Being a Fandom High student means never having to say you're kidding."

"I think I might need a double shot coffee today," it was all just a bit much to take in, even still.

"I promise it will get easier to deal with."

"Everyone keeps saying that," and it wasn't that Serena couldn't roll with the punches, she could. "It's strange enough that everyone from home is from some sort of alternate world. Please, just don't ask. It gives me a headache."

"Oh, trust me, I understand," Veronica said. "The guy that I... am kind of seeing," which pained her to say, but she was talking to a student so admitting that they were friends with benefits sounded better (even though they were totally more despite their inability to admit it), "is from my hometown, but he's like two years younger than me, even though I still know a version of him at home who is my age."

"Sounds just about as confusing, if not a bit stranger," she admitted. "My brother is here, but tells me that his Serena is still at home in New York."

She wouldn't even get started on Blair.

Veronica nodded. "Unfortunately that's one of the features of living on a multi-dimensional nexus."

"I don't think I saw that on the brochure," not that Serena had even looked at any of the materials. She'd picked this place by chance. "Maybe they fail to mention that part."

"Yeah, the good stuff is always left out of the brochures," she said.

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