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Library | Saturday

Griff wasn't in the mood for reading today. He was feeling like beating the shit out someone.

Now, just wandering around Fandom and beating on people was something he realized just wasn't done. Especially on his day to open the library. Instead of going with physical violence, Griff had...acquired a video game console with TV and was busy decimating kids with ugly unis from the comfort of the circulation desk.

He'd put it all back when he was done, but rest assured his hockey team was leading the league in penalties.

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"So you read and report back on your findings?" Griff wondered. He'd been a dork enough in the past to write reports on things he'd read just because.

"Not quite..." Because that was a little much for her. "Reminds me a bit much of school." Effy wasn't exactly an academic like her brother. Reading was about the extent of it.

"I'll leave that sort of shit to you."

"Bad news then, we're in school here," Griff pointed out.

"Yeah." Very true. "Why would you volunteer to spend half your weekend here?" Effy wondered, glancing around the library like there'd be clues just jumping out at her.

She was only here to drop something off. Didn't really count.

"I read a lot," he shrugged. "Gotta kill the time somehow."

Pathetic existence, Griff knew this far too well.

Little bit.

"You get much more boring, we're going to have to kill you," she deadpanned.

"You offering to make me more interesting?" Griff didn't think this was the case.

"Missing my magic wand for that." So no, not really offering.

"Not that hard, Griff," Effy told him, shaking her head. "Just need to get out more. Maybe stop talking to pixels." Or, you know, cursing at them.

"Better than cursing at humans," he reasoned. "Less your boy's looking for another fight." Those were teasing words, if it wasn't clear from the smirk.

"Never realised you were so much the fighting sort." Alex, she could see it, but somehow Griff... he spent time in libraries and drawing.

Ignoring that reference to '[her] boy', yes.

"Yeah, it's not something I broadcast." Other than on Alex's face. "Getting in fights isn't the goal of being here, y'know?"

"Radio does that all for you," Effy assured him. No need for his own broadcast system.

"Get into it impressively frequently." Particularly for two people who were supposedly friends.

"We have our differences," Griff sniffed. "Karev's not so bad, but he needs a smack to remember sometimes."

"Think I'll leave that method to you." Effy'd rather not have to start punching him. "Got my own ways." And her own methods worked pretty well. She didn't think Griff would go for using those.

"I bet he prefers yours," Griff ducked his head, snickering just a little.

Yeah, she'd have bet good money on that too. Didn't take much to figure that out, getting punched vs. getting laid was a bit of a no brainer.

"Wouldn't you?"

"...I'd bet so, but." Yeah, giant ball of inexperience sitting there, hoping he didn't look like he wanted to die rather than answer that.

Effy grinned. He kind of did, which made it all the more fun for her to tease. "Right." Virginal. Aww.

"Trust me when I say you would," she told him. "Really, would."

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