when you're strange
There are two people near the library today. One is The Baron, who is currently seated on the library steps, chomping down on a green apple. The other is Daniel Faraday, who is actually inside, looking for something new and exciting to read. His search isn't really going so well.
This, he supposes, is why he isn't really a fan of fiction. There are way too many options and he is not very good at making choices like this without spending an hour or two doing so, and he really doesn't care enough to dedicate any more time to this quest than he already has. He has better things to do, like trying to work up the courage to ask a certain angel out working on lesson plans.
So, he leaves.
On his way out he passes Baron, who has - conveniently! - just finished his apple. The demon pitches the remnants of said apple in Dan's direction, missing the physicist's head by only a few centimeters.
Baron blames the wind.
Dan is oblivious.
In short, today is boring for both demons and Wanderers. The end.
This, he supposes, is why he isn't really a fan of fiction. There are way too many options and he is not very good at making choices like this without spending an hour or two doing so, and he really doesn't care enough to dedicate any more time to this quest than he already has. He has better things to do, like trying to work up the courage to ask a certain angel out working on lesson plans.
So, he leaves.
On his way out he passes Baron, who has - conveniently! - just finished his apple. The demon pitches the remnants of said apple in Dan's direction, missing the physicist's head by only a few centimeters.
Baron blames the wind.
Dan is oblivious.
In short, today is boring for both demons and Wanderers. The end.