I'd like to help you, doctor, yes I really really would
[One moment, the Oldacon was sitting all by his lonesome in the Library, reading some Emily Dickenson because that seemed like the sort of thing someone should read. Mostly, he just wanted to finish the Negima he'd found, but that's not important.
What's important is that he's not sitting in the Library anymore. No, now he's in the middle of the hallway at a desk with a banner strapped across the front reading in bright, cheerful letters, ♥ FREE ADVICE - LIFE, LOVE, AND EVERYTHING ELSE ♥.
And he can't get out of the chair.]
... This isn't funny. [attempts to stand, but it's as though a seatbelt (possibly made of steel or cement) were hold him down] Oh for goodness...
[looks up the hallway]
[looks down the hallway]
[desperately fights with the chair, trying to tip himself or the chair or the building itself over. it is very undignified.]
[giving up,] I hate this place. [leans elbow on desk, glaring at the world in general. his fingers drum loudly on the surface, annoyed.]
What's important is that he's not sitting in the Library anymore. No, now he's in the middle of the hallway at a desk with a banner strapped across the front reading in bright, cheerful letters, ♥ FREE ADVICE - LIFE, LOVE, AND EVERYTHING ELSE ♥.
And he can't get out of the chair.]
... This isn't funny. [attempts to stand, but it's as though a seatbelt (possibly made of steel or cement) were hold him down] Oh for goodness...
[looks up the hallway]
[looks down the hallway]
[desperately fights with the chair, trying to tip himself or the chair or the building itself over. it is very undignified.]
[giving up,] I hate this place. [leans elbow on desk, glaring at the world in general. his fingers drum loudly on the surface, annoyed.]