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Library, Sunday

The last time Lee had been in the library, he'd been a completely different person, hell bent on punching books. Today, he was back to normal (or what normal for him constituted) and he was a lot less active. Any activity he'd do today would be limited to reading and shelving books.

He'd been tempted to bring the gift Adah had sent him to the library with him today both as decoration and because he was kind of stupidly fond of the thing. For a few moments upon first receiving it, he'd actually thought it was a heart (and was steeling himself to prevent any girly screams if it was a real heart) but decided this was better. In the end, he'd left it on his desk so he could come back to it after his shift.

He kind of wished he'd brought it. Oh well.

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"Ohmigod how did I not tell you?" Toby gasped. "Have a seat, it's story time." He patted the desktop.

Dramatics aside, Lee couldn't help but be interested so he took a seat, grabbing a book to repair before saying, "Let's hear it."

"Okay, so like, the first week of the semester I was online looking for sex and met this guy who was like, really interested and we set a date. There was some confusion over the like, when and where, but we met up for a hook up and he was all 'let's go running first' and hey, I'm fit so I was all into getting worked up, but when I asked when we were gonna do it he freaked the hell out and changed his mind," Toby told him with animation.

"Did he give a reason why?" Lee asked. "That sounds like he was just a tease."

"I dunno, I think I'm just not his type," Toby sighed. "But damn is he fine. All big and buff and dark. It sucks he thinks there's something wrong with me."

"Did he say that there's something wrong with you?" Lee asked, frowning now. "Seriously?"

"He said he thought I was a male and that there must be something wrong with my tear ducts," Toby pouted, crossing his arms. "The guy's a jerk."

"He sounds like a frakking jerk," Lee said, frowning again. "Maybe he's asexual."

"Dude, no one is asexual," Toby said, raising an eyebrow. "That's a lie people use when they're just not that into you."

"There are aliens here," Lee pointed out. "They could be asexual."

"Please," Toby replied, shaking his head.

"You seem so certain on the hows and ways of the sexes," Lee said. "Doing a lot of reading?"

"Man, if there's something I know," Toby smiled, "it's sex."

"Do you know if your friend Worf can even have it like you and me?" he asked.

Toby's lower lip quavered. "Dude, he's got like, an extra large heart and greater capabilities than any human. You know he is a freaking beast in the sack."

"Or," Lee said, shrugging, "he's overcompensating."

"Now I need to know!" Toby decided.

"But he's a jerk," Lee reminded him. "Not frakking worth it."

"Leeeeee," Toby whined. "I keep thinking I'm like, so over jerks like Worf but then he shows up again and I'm like...you know, so into them!"

"Why do you like jerks so much?" Lee asked gently. "Is there...something about them that you like? There are nice guys out there."

"I dunno," Toby shrugged. "It's my type or something, I guess."

"Can't change types?" he asked curiously.

"Well," Toby chuckled, "my other type is cute, straight boys, so...not really, no."

"Sorry about that," Lee said and snickered. "If I wasn't taken, maybe. But I am so only in your dreams."

"Ha! You're a little deluded thinking you're the only straight boy I'd go after," Toby laughed.

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