Room 230, Tuesday Afternoon

[forhisfriends]

In an... ununexpected turn of events, Simon was spending his afternoon by the computer, at his desk. Playing some random flash game he'd stumbled upon and couldn't seem to quit playing. Oh well. His classes were done for the week and he figured his run could wait until later

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[regretiz4suckas]

Simon had disappeared like a ninjaaa when Wes started getting pouty, and Kenzi wasn't sure if he'd realized he'd missed out on the fries and rings.

So, if he wouldn't come to the food, the food would come to him. She started out knocking on his door, humming.

[forhisfriends]

"Yes?" Simon called out, pausing the game and turning towards the door in his chair. "The door's open."

[regretiz4suckas]

Kenzi poked it open further, and held up her offering. "I come bearing fried goods and gratitude!" Yay!

[forhisfriends]

"Oh," Simon said. "I... I'd forgotten about that."

You know, while he'd been fleeing the scene like a ninja made of awkward.