Lunch 'yo

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Hellu my leettle-a luv rubuts! Tudey is Vednesdey, oor es Des Schneetzel leekes tu reffer tu it "Hump Dey". Bork Bork Bork! Durty cheeckee.

Tudey fur loonch ve-a hefe-a:

-Pesta Seled

-Hem und Cheese-a sundveeches (EBBA-free-a Marty)

-Tecus

-SURGE!

Bork Bork Bork!

Comments

[chasingangela]

"You're obsessed with that show," Angela tells him, then winces. "Hopefully the Librarian won't keep you too long on Saturday. I just cannot tell what goes through his monkey head, at all."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiles thinly and pushes away the rest of his sandwich, hunger now gone.

"Oh, I'm sure it'll be fine. I'll probably have to make him Banana Cream Pie or something like that," he joked with a fake grin on his face.

[chasingangela]

Angela knows that look.

"I'll tell Zero to ask the library to go easy on you," she says quietly. "Sometimes it listens to her. When it's in a good mood, anyhow.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty gives Angela a grateful look.

"Thanks," he says softly, feeling something between awkward and nervous.

[chasingangela]

"No problem. I can't stand the idea of it hurting you."

She finishes her yogurt, then reluctantly gathers her trash together. "I should get back to the library. See you tonight."

She leans over and kisses him on the forehead, letting her fingers linger in his hair for a second.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Bye!" Marty says watching Angela as she walks away.

Suddenly he's not so worried anymore.