Night 40: West Wing, South Hall 1-B
[from here]
There! Now all Junpei needed to do was wait for Yukari to finish her prima donna primping a la Third Circle of Hell Version 1.3 or something.
Leaning against the wall not too far from the wall opposite the door that lead into the women's block, Junpei waited. Man, he hoped no one took him as some kind of creepy guy lurking outside the women's block hoping to find a nubile victim to molest. Seriously, he didn't even have a white van. Weren't those prerequisites to being a creepy molester? With candy? he didn't have any of that, either.
Some people were really messed up in the head. Yukari better not take that whole damn hour of typical girly lateness. Was that in the girl handbook somewhere, under Ten Ways to Annoy the Fuck Out of a Man Waiting for You?
[Yuka-tan, I'm kinda dumb and can't remember where we're going. Help?]
There! Now all Junpei needed to do was wait for Yukari to finish her prima donna primping a la Third Circle of Hell Version 1.3 or something.
Leaning against the wall not too far from the wall opposite the door that lead into the women's block, Junpei waited. Man, he hoped no one took him as some kind of creepy guy lurking outside the women's block hoping to find a nubile victim to molest. Seriously, he didn't even have a white van. Weren't those prerequisites to being a creepy molester? With candy? he didn't have any of that, either.
Some people were really messed up in the head. Yukari better not take that whole damn hour of typical girly lateness. Was that in the girl handbook somewhere, under Ten Ways to Annoy the Fuck Out of a Man Waiting for You?
[Yuka-tan, I'm kinda dumb and can't remember where we're going. Help?]