Intermediate Library Science

[theworst]

[So Jeff and Britta are in a library, in a study room, with books spread across the table. It's oddly nostalgic, except there are five other people missing. Britta's face is scrunched up as she reads over one trying to find something in there to quiz Jeff about to help him in his studying]

How many laws do you really need to know to be a lawyer? Can't you just sing Witchy Woman and win the jury over or whatever it is that you do?

[they seriously need Annie, because this thing called studying is hard]

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[theworst]

[That grin.]

...Stackhomed.

[bedheaded]

[The only reason this laugh is quiet is they're in a library.] Sure, maybe my face does have Stackhome Syndrome.

[theworst]

What's so funny?

[bedheaded]

Nothing. Hey, when we're done studying, do you wanna go out somewhere? Have a quick bite to eat before we get home? I don't know about you, but I was feeling up for some baggels.

[theworst]

...there's nothing wrong with the way I say baggels or Stackhomed Syndrome or anything else!

[bedheaded]

I don't know what you're talking about, Britta. I was just craving a baggel.

[theworst]

More like you're craving me to kick your ass.

Anyway, I wouldn't expect you to understand. After all, only one of us lived in New York.

[bedheaded]

You're right. I'm ashamed that I'm not hip enough to have lived in the Big Apple.

[theworst]

Don't feel too bad, you're far hipper. Just look at that phone of yours, because that's clearly a statement about something.

[bedheaded]

That I don't cut myself off from the world in an effort to make a statement? Yes, I'm afraid it does.

[theworst]

Pssh, like I care enough about what anyone thinks about me to try to make some stupid statement.

[bedheaded]

You mean you won't start a rant about animal cruelty every time I want to eat sushi for dinner? This place has really changed you.

[theworst]

I don't care about what you think, I still care about the welfare of that tuna.

[bedheaded]

Noble. But I wasn't completely kidding about going out to eat. I can't study this long, it feels unnatural. Usually someone's done something to by now. [Gotten us involved in a paintball war, decided to go out to a bar, had a giant dispute...] We should eat now and study more later.

[theworst]

You might actually be right. All these ways of manipulating the masses through publicly legislated means are starting to blur together for me.
[she gets her coat and actually manages to put it on this time and grabs her bag, too]

[bedheaded]

It's not the masses, Britta. It's just twelve of your peers. [He pils up the books and walks with Britta out the doors.] I'd ask you where we should eat, but I don't want to go to the Victorian equivalent of a hipster cafe.

[theworst]

Oh, is that all. My bad. [she adds a couple more books to Jeff's pile for him to carry] Well I'm not letting you pick either, or we'll end up at some douchey poseur bar.

[bedheaded]

[And he is getting the books all checked out and see if he ever offers to carry anything for her ever again.] Then we can just walk around downtown until we find something that offends each of us the least. After dropping these books off at the apartment. I'm not taking A History of English Law to lunch.

[theworst]

I guess that sounds fair. [nope, she will forever try to make you carry things for her just because]

[as they walk out she seems to have just remembered something] Oh! Oh! I'm glad you wanted to stop by the apartment first. I have to make sure to give Susie B. her medicine every two hours. That, and I think Thomas is getting new sibling rivalry, so I'll have to check on him, too.

[bedheaded]

Susie--Britta, where do you get your names for your cats from? Is that supposed to be for the suffragette?

[theworst]

[she pauses and then makes her attempt at a poker face] Yes, yes it is. It fits her. Anyway, like you could come up with anything better.

[bedheaded]

Then who is Thomas named for?

[theworst]

[pulling things out of her ass now] Thoomassss Eeeeeedison.

[bedheaded]

Really? Because I thought that if you were going to name a cat after any inventor, it would be Telsa. Edison seems a little too mainstream for you.

[theworst]

Really Jeff? Only hipsters like Tesla. Edison is so mainstream he's underground. Duh-doy.