She's like that hot librarian that you wish existed that was totally lookin at you down her horn rimmed glasses that you saw out of the corner of your eye then you both go down to the stacks and defile some first editions of Dostoevsky..or rather you wake up in a puddle of your own drool after having one of those weird seizure movements that woke you up by throwing your arm out like a crazy person.
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