I hang out at Eduk a lot, mostly while waiting for Katz. Last Friday I fell asleep in this corridor with my copy of Ilustrado over my face. I do that a lot—I have no problem lying down anywhere there’s free floor space that isn’t hideously dirty.
The dean of Eduk happened to walk by my hibernating body and apparently thought I was sick. She woke me up with a gentle nudge and an “Okay ka lang ba?” and told me I could go lie down on the Language department’s couches. I very politely declined the offer, said I was fine, and thanked her.
She said okay, and added, as she was walking away, “It’s a nice book.”
I still haven’t finished it.