InsaneJournal

Paige
After Dinner

The internet was a great thing, but having too many pages open confused him and more than once had destroyed hard work when the wrong red X was clicked. So Jono was taking some of his miserly hoarded money and using it to buy a good Spanish-English/English-Spanish dictionary before he tossed his laptop out the window. A good thick one. Maybe even a heavy one, to see if his arms could gain any muscle.

He'd tried to get down to the bookstore in the Activities Center during dinner to avoid the crowds and clubs and noise, but with the three people he shared a bathroom with out, he'd decided to take a shower instead. When one did not sweat or become oily or use the toilet, one did not have to bathe as often, much to his surprise. Jono had thought he'd have to bathe more because he was... dusty or something. But his hair didn't even become stringy or flaky. It was a pleasant surprise.

Still, unwrapping was a private thing he didn't let anyone see, and he had to when he bathed.

In his uniform minus his tie and blazer, sleeves rolled up, shirt untucked, top button undone, Jono had slunk into the bookstore and into the reference section. None of the foreign language dictionaries had that comforting heft but several of them looked good and meaty. He flipped through them, looking for ones with definitions he understood easily. He hated those dictionaries where a single word definition, when looked up, was the first word he'd been trying to define.

Eyes still on the various definitions, Jono stepped back to let any others around easy access, but bumped into someone behind him.

*Oh, god, terribly sorry,* he murmured.