The door to Elly's office slammed open. She jumped in her seat, ears snapping up in surprise. It was her boyfriend, and he was not well. She paled when she saw his grimace, his brows drawn low and his mouth set in a disapproving line. His mustache points even appeared to be pointing down. When he got closer she could make out his eyes under the glasses he wore and they were greener than usual.
He held a comic book out towards her like it was a live snake. "It was my turn to dig through the lost and found to see if we could find any owners and dispose of the stuff that's been in there too long. I found... this."
She took it and glanced at the cover. "Oh boy."
"The students are reading these!" His mouth twitched and he looked like he might actually be sick. "Stuff like this is not only against the rules, it's disrespectful to us."
"You know these things exist, Mikey." She placed the book face down, then did a double take at the art on the back and quickly flipped it to the front cover again. "Whoa."
"Yeah, whoa." He plopped down in one of the chairs, pouting. "I mean, I get it - kids, porn, whatevs. They're better off looking than doin'. But when it involves <i>their teachers</i>?!" He frowned even harder and looked down at his feet. "And it wasn't even me," he said in a small voice.
Elly stood and walked over to him, kneeling in front and placing her hands on his. "That's what has you so upset, isn't it. You know these exist - we all do -- but it's because this one isn't you and me."
"Who the hell ships you with Eraserhead?!" He spluttered out. "That's - that's ..."
"They pair people with all sorts of others. It doesn't have to make sense at all, although they'll defend their choices to the death. It's all about fantasy and projection."
"Please don't go all psych doc on me babe. I just need you to tell me that's gross, an' then I'll go throw it out."
"Okay." She stood back up. "It <i>is</i> gross. Go toss it. Okay?"
He sighed dramatically and grabbed it off her desk. "Im'a burn the damned thing," he muttered angrily.
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