Looniversity: Unattainable IX by CharlotteACavatica, literature
Literature
Looniversity: Unattainable IX
RR smiled as Dr. Coyote shut off the projector and hurried around the circumference of the circle of screens inside which the deliveryman stood. The scientist scribbled down data from the sensors attached to those screens, his pen scritching against the paper on his clipboard.
“Hm,” Dr. Coyote said.
“Mm-hm?”
“Hmmm,” the scientist elaborated. “Well. From a very preliminary examination…” He trailed off, walking over to the whiteboard and writing up a few numbers.
RR sighed to himself and watched the scientist go about his business, smiling slightly. The good doctor had wanted him
Looniversity: Unattainable VII by CharlotteACavatica, literature
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Looniversity: Unattainable VII
Having lunch was becoming kind of a thing.
RR was usually glad of an excuse to get out, and he liked Bugs. Bugs liked people that liked him, and he was always willing to get away from campus for a little while. Love of his subject material made teaching it to nincompoops painful.
They liked going places with booze. It was probably very telling that they were both interested in having drinks in the middle of the day--but damn it, restaurants offered alcohol with lunch, so far be it for them to turn their noses up at a little fortifier.
Especially on a Thursday. To hell with Thursdays. Thursdays needed pick-me-ups.
They didn’t go
Looniversity: Unattainable VI by CharlotteACavatica, literature
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Looniversity: Unattainable VI
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Looniversity: Unattainable V by CharlotteACavatica, literature
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Looniversity: Unattainable V
Dr. Coyote pulled his tie from around his neck and tossed it away with a flick of the wrist, banishing it somewhere presumably hamper-wards. He undid the buttons of his shirt, removed his belt, and collapsed face first on his bed, kicking off his boots as a sleepy afterthought.
It had been a long week. It had been a good week, too! His meetings had gone pretty well, although he certainly had not been spared a few wary looks and some delicate questions about how he had been feeling.
He had been feeling fine. Aside from the useless humiliation that was his Friday evening, he had been just fine. RR had been successfully evicted from his h
