For a change.In return, I got another of her humourless smiles. "Well, well. Famous academic reduced to stunned silence by little old me. I must be ha...ing a good day. Sadly, I also have to go, though, so maybe you can think about it a bit more and hopefully I'll see you around at some point and..."And ... she was gone, again, sweeping off with Geek Bloke a pace or two behind her. As I came to my senses, I realised that I had been about to ask her if she'd be interested in going into town with. Her taste in clothing is not bad. Although she doesn't pursue famous brand products very much, no one will make irresponsible remarks about her attire. It can even be said that she is the kind of high-end hanger that no one will suspect even if she wears fake products. son.Thin black silk wraps the slender legs, revealing a faint flesh color that is particularly eye-catching. The perfect shape of the legs has no excess fat or the tendency to grow crooked, as if they were artificially forged. "She turned to grab something above me when I heard another two little 'pafs'. I just started to say "I thi..." when Marisa turned back and stepped squarely on one of my newest floor mates. The 'splorch' noise sounded very wet. She lifted her left foot a few inches and giggled a cute little "Oops!" as she moved her foot back to reveal a very flat mouse. "Poor little pinkie." Marisa cooed, a little disappointment was on her face.I stared at the flattened mess on the floor. Her left shoe dropped. After checking my pockets, I realized I only had a few bucks. No problem, except I had changed clothes at my friends, expecting to return there to crash but somewhere along the way we got separated and I went home. I had just taken cash to the bar, and remember using my last twenty to pay the cab! My friend wasn't picking up the phone, and since I have a spare set of car keys, decided just to take the bus down to his place and at least have wheels! Now I haven't been on a bus since grade.