[Revue Starlight] Smartposter goes to bed

Anon smashed her desk in rage. Another thread gone by after the finale of Revue Starlight and the brainlets on /a/ could only discuss how cute MayaKuro is.

"Why isn't anyone smartposting! There's so much to discuss!"

She looked at the printed out picture of Junna stickytaped to the wall behind her desk, right next to her dusty framed degree of philosophy. You understand me, she thought, you'd know exactly how to analyze the series through the lens Nietzsche's Ubermensch or Deleuze's "Body Without Organs". At this point she'd even take some Tao Lin or even stoop as low to discuss Marx or Ayn Rand.

Anon looked over at her pile of philosophy and art textbooks next to her bed. Some were stained from the week old banana peels scattered around them, but compared to the state of the rest of the room they were well cared for. Around the room was overflowing trash cans, shredded newspapers, discarded attempts at cooking banana themed foods, and printed out pictures of Junna with herself crudely photoshopped in.

Anon sighed, taking off her lens-less glasses (that look exactly like Junna's!). She'd tried enough to educate the plebeians for one day.

Walking through the trash, Anon slipped into bed next to her home made dakimura, complete with hand drawn Junna picture. She didn't have a real pillow so it was stuffed with newspaper, used tissues, and rotten bananas.

"Oh Junjun, you were too good for us," she whispered gently, tears rolling down her cheeks as she drifted off to sleep.