Post 3 (Drinker) - Urrr Narrator, totes not cool @_@ ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
With her cloudy-noodle arms, Amur reeeaaaccchhheeed up and folded them on the desk. She was sure she was grinning, but she couldn't really feel her face. Fuzzy face. Puffy face.
Like.
A. CLOUD. GIIIIIIGGGGLLLLEEE.
It took her three times before she could get her chin nestled on the desk properly, but once there she had a great vantage point. A great look-out, to pull up her hand, squint her eye and bring her forefinger and thumb together in a pinching motion. Right between her fingers, was the Professor's head.
Heh........ Giggle. Giggle-SNORT.
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