Laurence was feeling quite... he didn't really have a word for it. Frustrated, he decided, or perhaps anxious. It was hard to pin down, but he figured it was related to the absurdly high number of sexual education classes he'd been subject to. While some of the classes suggested he work out the sensation with another angel, serving Purity, he felt somewhat uncomfortable with that thought.

And so his journey today had brought him to the Library to find an alternate method of relieving himself. He let himself wander, trusting himself to teh cathedral. When he felt the urge to stop, he looked up.

It was the 'self-help' section.

Why me?