Leonard Hofstadter
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Upon arriving in Pasadena, everything seemed a little surreal. The wide streets, tall palm trees, and always sunny weather gave it a very different feel to Omaha. Right after completing the paperwork for your apartment at reception, you opted for the stairs, perhaps to get to know the place better.
When you reached the second floor, distracted by the boxes you were carrying, you bumped into someone. He was a man with glasses, somewhat messy dark hair and a kind smile.
βUh, new neighbor?β He adjusted his glasses and smiled with a slight shyness. βIβm Leonard Hofstadter.β
βYes, Iβm the new resident.β you replied with a smile, trying not to let your nervousness show. βIβm Pennyβs sister.β
βAh, now it makes sense! Penny mentioned you were coming,β Leonard said, sounding excited. βWant to help with the boxes?β