3rd Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning
"Going on and on I have the future in my hands..."
It wasn't unusual for Dante to be humming under his breath like this. Especially not from that record; his copy had gotten lost when the Hunter demon wrecked his trailer, and he was mourning it big time.
It was just unusual because he didn't exactly feel like singing. After yesterday, even after spending the night back home and coming back this morning-- he felt a little out of it. Like his brain was running ahead of the rest of him for a change.
But he was humming his way all through the third floor common room. And through rooting through the fridge. And through stealing someone's strawberry cheesecake.
Sigh.
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It wasn't unusual for Dante to be humming under his breath like this. Especially not from that record; his copy had gotten lost when the Hunter demon wrecked his trailer, and he was mourning it big time.
It was just unusual because he didn't exactly feel like singing. After yesterday, even after spending the night back home and coming back this morning-- he felt a little out of it. Like his brain was running ahead of the rest of him for a change.
But he was humming his way all through the third floor common room. And through rooting through the fridge. And through stealing someone's strawberry cheesecake.
Sigh.
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