Subject: [FFML][sickSPAMFIC][EVA][SI??] Thoughts of an otaku (adult)
From: "Seventh Messenger" <nanashi96@hotmail.com>
Date: 9/5/1998, 2:18 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

The light of the TV screen flickers against the face of the fat college 
boy as he slowly craws along the floor of his dirty, dark room toward 
the light. Perhaps behind the glare on his glasses, there was an 
expression, perhaps not. And he nears the screen.
>From the speakers, we hear a familiar voice, that of Yui's.

"Actually, he is cute in some places. Most people just don't know about 
it."

Thoughts raced through the boy's mind. 

"Cute? What's she mean? No. It can't be. Not that."

On the screen, Gendo's legs appear. In the eyes of the otaku, however, 
the scene was different. There was a large red arrow pointing between 
Gendo's legs.

"She . . . can't . . . mean that . . . can she?"

We hear Yui giggle.
The otaku pukes.

SeventhOne

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