"What is that trash?" Dirk can hear the indignant shrieking of his room mate before he has even closed the door behind him. A quick survey shows that yes, the troll is standing and dramatically pointing at the final for Dirk's figure drawing class.
"This would be art." He holds up the matted charcoal piece so red eyes can take in the entire thing.
"That's not art! She is nude! You've been carrying pornography all over campus!" It doesn't matter that the troll cannot see Dirk's eye roll behind dark shades, because he's not taking his eyes off the filth that is so proudly presented. Further words are only half heard by Dirk until a strangled gasp of recognition bursts forth. "That is the Rose human! She is displaying her milk sacs!"
"I know. I was so filled with desire as I stared at her, wishing to caress her face with my black tool." Even across the room he can feel the tension being caused by his words. "Lean forward and whisper to her how beautiful she is." His tone is melodramatic as he cradles the picture, treating it as if it really were Rose swooning in his arms. Dirk looks up just in time to see his room mate sputtering, almost frothing at the mouth.
Dirk unceremoniously drops the drawing, steps over it to and takes the hand of the flushed mess previously known as a troll. "Could it be that you want me to... draw you? Just as affectionately?"
There is more squawking before Dirk is pushed away. "As if I would ever do such a lewd human thing!" It takes more effort than it should for Dirk to hold in his laughter until he is alone in the room, having watched the other retreat in a twisted up rage.
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"This would be art." He holds up the matted charcoal piece so red eyes can take in the entire thing.
"That's not art! She is nude! You've been carrying pornography all over campus!" It doesn't matter that the troll cannot see Dirk's eye roll behind dark shades, because he's not taking his eyes off the filth that is so proudly presented. Further words are only half heard by Dirk until a strangled gasp of recognition bursts forth. "That is the Rose human! She is displaying her milk sacs!"
"I know. I was so filled with desire as I stared at her, wishing to caress her face with my black tool." Even across the room he can feel the tension being caused by his words. "Lean forward and whisper to her how beautiful she is." His tone is melodramatic as he cradles the picture, treating it as if it really were Rose swooning in his arms. Dirk looks up just in time to see his room mate sputtering, almost frothing at the mouth.
Dirk unceremoniously drops the drawing, steps over it to and takes the hand of the flushed mess previously known as a troll. "Could it be that you want me to... draw you? Just as affectionately?"
There is more squawking before Dirk is pushed away. "As if I would ever do such a lewd human thing!" It takes more effort than it should for Dirk to hold in his laughter until he is alone in the room, having watched the other retreat in a twisted up rage.