The only saving grace of this conversation was that at least this was one bout of insanity Minoru wouldn't be getting mixed up in. At least, not the racing part of it. He wasn’t taking the car, which wasn’t built for racing in the slightest. He didn’t own a bike. And he could never keep up on foot, and likely would not make an attempt on skateboard.
He’d learn about Ollie soon enough. And plant his face squarely into his own palm…
“In the laboratory. In the library. Wherever I happen to be the moment my research leads to a breakthrough.” He replied. “It is exceedingly rewarding, though I would not go so far as to classify it as dopaminergic.”
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Date: 2022-01-22 04:50 pm (UTC)He’d learn about Ollie soon enough. And plant his face squarely into his own palm…
“In the laboratory. In the library. Wherever I happen to be the moment my research leads to a breakthrough.” He replied. “It is exceedingly rewarding, though I would not go so far as to classify it as dopaminergic.”