[ wander into this lounge and you'll encounter what looks like a somewhat clean-looking hobo, reclining in a chair, with a book in his lap. He looks utterly engrossed in it, his brow furrowed. He looks to be reading aloud, quietly, to himself... ]
See...Spot.
See Spot...run.
Run, Spot...run...
[ sighs, shaking his head. ] Spot, that little
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You have a book! I like books... might feel a little tug on the pants leg.]
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[ ooc; he's temporarily de-Noah'd, by the way. ]
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[Tug tug tug.]
[[ooc: Aw, okay~ :D]]
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Dunno.
[Tuggggggggggggg~]
Up?
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Book!
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Read?
[Or make up a story with the pictures! I like that :D]
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But, she really likes hearing stories. So. Maybe wibbling a little. Just a little.]
... story?
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...
....
No story?
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No story.
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Just putting the book on the floor and folding her hands in her lap. Not wibbling, not wibbling, not wibbling... wibbling is for sissies...
... wibbling.]
O-okay.
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