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Closes a copy of The Iliad on the table..
"It is when I insist on drinking my tea during the book. I have read this about ten times and yet only when I decide to drink tea. Not a blood person?"
"Not at all. Not a blood, dirt, mud, slime, or dust person really."
Closes a copy of The Iliad on the table..
"Oh, blood? I see how that could be unpleasant."
Elise nodded. “Yes. And you’re Moe, correct?”
"Correct."
"Oh, um, sure. Have a seat," Elise said, gesturing to the seat across from her.
"Thanks," she said sitting down. "Elise, right?"
Elise sat at a table, enjoying a nice bowl of ice cream. She looked up when she heard footsteps in front of her. “Yes?”
"Just wondering if you wanted company."
Do I check my bags in somewhere?
"No you just bring them to your dorms."
"Of course you do," Sam said chuckling, "Never know when you need them right? I mean, I don’t have them, but I do have some for when it gets cold. I like finger-less ones, but I guess wearing those defeats the purpose, huh?
"Yeah kind of. So what are you studying here?"
"Wear gloves."
"Trust me, I have some," she said jokingly. Well, slightly jokingly. She did actually have some gloves.
"Nice to meet ya, Moe. So why is it that you don’t like greasy food? Is it a health thing or something?"
"I don't like grease or dirt or anything like that. So I just can't stand having it on my hands."
Sam grabbed the frozen drink from the carrier and handed it over. “I’m Samuel, but people call me Sam.”
"Moe Knight," she said taking the drink.
Sam’s smile falters for just a second. “I already ate on the way back. You want the frozen strawberry lemonade? It’s half melted, but I’m sure it’s still good.”
"That sounds good."
I just found out there’s a McDonald’s nearby.
Anybody want a hamburger or fries or something? I got a bit carried away.
"No thanks, I'm not a fan of really greasy food. But you enjoy."
And that’s not even the hard part. The worst part is keeping it up once it gets hard.
"Yeah, I can do that with homework, but not so much physical activity."
It sure is helpful. If you ever need motivation, I’d happily join you.
"Alright. I'll see if I ever actually, you know... start."
"But what you could do is think about the alps or somewhere cold. And keep thinking about that.”
"Alright, thanks. I'll give it a shot."
Hey, after all the sweating, working out has its advantages.
"Wow I'm going to have to start exercising then."
'Course it's not. You always have time to not think about it.
"But now it's on my mind so I can't not think about it. I can just think about not thinking about it. Because then I'm still thinking about the heat."
