The book chuckled back heartily and raised his eyebrows suggestively. Wesley forced himself to look away, because it was just a little gross. Or a lot. He'd fallen asleep on that book a number of times in the past, and that was just... weird.
"My Marksmanship class practiced aiming today by throwing pies," Wes explained. "It was rather unpleasant."
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Date: 2010-07-23 11:03 pm (UTC)"My Marksmanship class practiced aiming today by throwing pies," Wes explained. "It was rather unpleasant."