Out of curiousity, or perhaps to occupy time with something other than asking way too many questions that all seemed to have the same boring answers, Hanna found himself in the library. Maybe he'd catch some Dresden files or stumble upon a book of runes he could actually use? He had no idea, but regardless a little monotony might calm his brain down from the mile a minute that he was so used too but wasn't quite welcoming at the moment.
Still, he couldn't help but get sidetracked in his search for something relevant and interesting and had picked up something that really shouldn't have caught his interest.
Rampant lust was of course one of those god awful romance novels he sometimes saw ladies and gents reading in the book section of target on his way from picking through returns to bring back to the electronics section. Sometimes he wondered why anyone would want to read them, but in the stupid grin he was wearing now, he knew quite well one reason. He snorted as the line 'Here at last was a body with potentialities... that knew to the last degree what it had been designed to perform.' because apparently the chick he was having relations with was clearly designed for just that. Further down the page he described her as a cat with a python strength, which made him pause for a moment but, the more he read the more he thought of a certain friend reading something like this with a poker face.
A more subdued smile replaced his grin as he turned the page, surprisingly still reading after the initial novelty wore off. Perhaps just to count how many euphemisms for a dick the author could come up with. In any case, he's rather enraptured and won't be looking up unless stumbled upon.
Hanna Falk Cross || Hinabn
Still, he couldn't help but get sidetracked in his search for something relevant and interesting and had picked up something that really shouldn't have caught his interest.
Rampant lust was of course one of those god awful romance novels he sometimes saw ladies and gents reading in the book section of target on his way from picking through returns to bring back to the electronics section. Sometimes he wondered why anyone would want to read them, but in the stupid grin he was wearing now, he knew quite well one reason. He snorted as the line 'Here at last was a body with potentialities... that knew to the last degree what it had been designed to perform.' because apparently the chick he was having relations with was clearly designed for just that. Further down the page he described her as a cat with a python strength, which made him pause for a moment but, the more he read the more he thought of a certain friend reading something like this with a poker face.
A more subdued smile replaced his grin as he turned the page, surprisingly still reading after the initial novelty wore off. Perhaps just to count how many euphemisms for a dick the author could come up with. In any case, he's rather enraptured and won't be looking up unless stumbled upon.