Gluttony hadn't liked that the mean man was so mean to him, but what he liked even less was that he hadn't seen Lust all day! Normally he saw her wandering around, but usually she was too far away for him to get too, or he saw someone tasty that Lust said he could eat, and the nurses had sedated him, or he saw her write in her pretty handwriting on the bulletin boards to someone or another, but he'd been looking for her all day and so far hadn't seen her.
That was bad. He didn't like that.
So he went to the Sun Room, where he could see someone if they entered the music room, and that way he could remain there and wait and it would be good. And he saw a man quietly thinking on a couch. If the man was on the couch, that meant he might have seen her, and that would be good. He approached the man, wailing plaintively. "Where's my Lust?" he cried to the man.
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Gluttony hadn't liked that the mean man was so mean to him, but what he liked even less was that he hadn't seen Lust all day! Normally he saw her wandering around, but usually she was too far away for him to get too, or he saw someone tasty that Lust said he could eat, and the nurses had sedated him, or he saw her write in her pretty handwriting on the bulletin boards to someone or another, but he'd been looking for her all day and so far hadn't seen her.
That was bad. He didn't like that.
So he went to the Sun Room, where he could see someone if they entered the music room, and that way he could remain there and wait and it would be good. And he saw a man quietly thinking on a couch. If the man was on the couch, that meant he might have seen her, and that would be good. He approached the man, wailing plaintively. "Where's my Lust?" he cried to the man.