[003. action]
[It's noon on a Saturday, and the weather's nice... which means it's just wrong to be sitting in the library.
Besides, the librarian kicked him out for spinning one of his Frisbees around his finger while he read, which is why Lea's occupying a bench and half of the edge of a raised flowerbed in the Quad, a book open in his lap. This place is gonna kill him by making his brain explode. It's an evil plot. Or something like that. He keeps spinning the Frisbee in alternate directions around the fingers of his left hand, stopping occasionally to turn pages and take notes.
Finally, frustrated, he tosses the book back on his flowerbox edge pile and flops out backward along the bench, feet up on the opposite arm. The metal disc goes over his face to shade it from the sun. His voice echoes weirdly in the sheet metal.]
This totally sucks!
Besides, the librarian kicked him out for spinning one of his Frisbees around his finger while he read, which is why Lea's occupying a bench and half of the edge of a raised flowerbed in the Quad, a book open in his lap. This place is gonna kill him by making his brain explode. It's an evil plot. Or something like that. He keeps spinning the Frisbee in alternate directions around the fingers of his left hand, stopping occasionally to turn pages and take notes.
Finally, frustrated, he tosses the book back on his flowerbox edge pile and flops out backward along the bench, feet up on the opposite arm. The metal disc goes over his face to shade it from the sun. His voice echoes weirdly in the sheet metal.]
This totally sucks!