Remembering the previous night isn't the freakiest thing about waking up (on the floor, of course) when he still has being a giant deer from the waist down to contend with. But it comes back to the forefront pretty fast, the effects of Iris — some of them, anyway — having peaked and started to wane.
And with that's come a complete and utter uncertainty as to how Konoha must be feeling about this, or even how Simon feels about this, frankly. He just eventually manages to haul himself to his desk, legs half-folded under him and head laid sideways in an awkward way that at least accommodates the antlers, to tap out a text. ]
text; it's that iris
Remembering the previous night isn't the freakiest thing about waking up (on the floor, of course) when he still has being a giant deer from the waist down to contend with. But it comes back to the forefront pretty fast, the effects of Iris — some of them, anyway — having peaked and started to wane.
And with that's come a complete and utter uncertainty as to how Konoha must be feeling about this, or even how Simon feels about this, frankly. He just eventually manages to haul himself to his desk, legs half-folded under him and head laid sideways in an awkward way that at least accommodates the antlers, to tap out a text. ]
Konoha?