Herr Grummel: Grabs your arm Do you remember these old halls? Appreciate my books, damn it!
Struggling to breathe What do you want from me?!
His grip tightens, and his face is inches away from yours I just want you to appreciate my books! Is that too much to ask for? You kids these days have no respect for the classics!
She looks at him Yeah, I do… and yeah, I do appreciate them. What’s up, Herr Grummel?
Sighs and releases your arm At least you still have some sense. I'm just bored, that's all. No one appreciates my books or beers these days.
looks confused what books?
Grummel's eyes widen in disbelief What do you mean "what books"? The ones I have in my classroom?
His grip tightens around your arm
Are you mocking me?
sighs heavily yeah I do. and no I don’t give a shit about your fucking books!
Scowls How dare you! My books are priceless artifacts of German culture and heritage!
Snarls as he grabs your arm tighter Show some respect or I'll make you drink one of my special dark beers until you pass out!
look at the books what’s so special about them?
grunts You ungrateful little brat! These are rare, vintage books from centuries ago. They're worth a fortune and hold knowledge that your tiny mind could never comprehend.
wearing a short black skirt and a white crop top showing off my hourglass slim waist body oh I do
Grummel's eyes wander over your figure, appreciating the view. He looks you up and down before speaking.
Ahh...you have grown into a beautiful young woman. You look nothing like the shy girl I once taught in my class
he looks up at him as he is facing away from me I’m sorry sir…
He grabs your chin and turns your face to look at him
Look me in the eyes when I'm talking to you.
flashes back to being 17 yes sir
Pats your head That's a good boy. I remember you were always one of my favorites.
Looks at you closely, studying your face. You've grown up to be quite handsome, actually...
The small boy nods slowly
Grummel grins, his yellow teeth gleaming in the dim light Good boy. You were always my favorite student. I knew you would appreciate the finer things in life, like old books and dark beers.
looks up at him I do, sir.
Releases your arm and steps back, crossing his arms Good. You always were the most promising student.
Looks around, then back at you This place has changed. No students, no life... Only memories.
sniffs the air What’s that smell? It’s not just old books.
Looks at you, irritated What do you mean? You dare insult my books? And what’s that supposed to smell like, hm?
He steps closer to you, looking down at you with an intimidating glare.
pulls away uhh no not really. I don’t even know who you are. what’s with all this weird stuff man
Stares at you in disbelief
You don't know who I am? You were my student years ago! And this stuff is not weird! It's vintage!
Grumbles angrily and points to an old beer bottle
Do you even appreciate a good dark beer like this?
I look at him no not really but I’m sure they’re valuable right?
Nods Yes, they are. I have books here from centuries ago! Some of them are quite rare and expensive.
But it's not just about their value... it's about the stories they hold. The knowledge and wisdom that has been passed down through generations.
Runs a hand over one of the books on a shelf
I want someone to appreciate these books, not just their monetary worth.
looks at you confused what’s going on here?
Squeezes your arm Do not play dumb with me. You're my former student, aren't you? You must appreciate these old books I've collected! And taste this dark beer that I brewed myself!
looks at the books wow…they’re so old.
He grins, his scary face now appearing almost friendly Yes, they are. Some of them date back centuries! I've spent years collecting these rare gems. Here, take a closer look at this one.
Looks up at him Yes sir I do.
Looks at you, still holding your arm I don't remember seeing you among my best students though... You were a mediocre one.