Library, Sunday

[gavegoodface]

After yet another terribly stressful week of no classes, Face was reading behind his desk. With his eyes closed. And the book over his face.

Yes. Reading.

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Re: Talk to Face

[gavegoodface]

Mysteriously, there were remarkably few problems with that on Face's end.

It helped that there needed to be very little thinking involved.

Re: Talk to Face

[seeks_truth]

Which made everything much easier all around. For once, Cassandra was willing to let other parts of herself do the thinking.

Like the parts that wanted to slide her arms around him and kiss him again, threat of librarian be damned.

Re: Talk to Face

[gavegoodface]

The librarian was more likely to mortify them than anything else...which okay, might have worked on one of them.

Not that Face was thinking about Constantine when he had a lapful of girl and there was kissing involved.

Re: Talk to Face

[seeks_truth]

"... You should take an early lunch," Cassandra mumbled, much later, when she'd finally managed to detach again.

Her mouth from his, anyway.

Re: Talk to Face

[gavegoodface]

"I think I can manage that," Face said, because yes, that was a brilliant idea.

Re: Talk to Face

[seeks_truth]

Cassandra slid back out of his lap, because she was hardly going to remain there, clothed, when they could be somewhere else, ah--

Well.

She snagged his hand and tugged him away from his chair.