mit library | sunday | afternoon | july 12
This day wasn't going as John had planned. Sure, he'd woken up with good intentions having made the decision to get on campus early and do some studying. With his ever present physics equations tucked in his backpack, he'd found an empty table and set everything down before disappearing to find the books he needed.
When he came back, his backpack was open and there was someone else sitting quietly at his table. John pulled up short, books tucked against his side and eyed the older man.
"Uh."
The man turned his head and gave John an appraising look. "Really, John," he said, German accent thick, "I know you know how to solve me. You can do better than that."
"Solve you?" If John thought about it, he'd realize what happened but he was still kind of stuck on 'strange man sitting at my table.'
"Sit down," the man said, nodding to the chair, "and let us talk.
With the dumbfounded look on his face, John took a seat while his...equations started chatting about physics to him.
[NFB, NFI, OOC sure. I just couldn't resist!]
When he came back, his backpack was open and there was someone else sitting quietly at his table. John pulled up short, books tucked against his side and eyed the older man.
"Uh."
The man turned his head and gave John an appraising look. "Really, John," he said, German accent thick, "I know you know how to solve me. You can do better than that."
"Solve you?" If John thought about it, he'd realize what happened but he was still kind of stuck on 'strange man sitting at my table.'
"Sit down," the man said, nodding to the chair, "and let us talk.
With the dumbfounded look on his face, John took a seat while his...equations started chatting about physics to him.
[NFB, NFI, OOC sure. I just couldn't resist!]