- Simon Simmons }} Male }} Geek }} Tags; Open
Simon had been preoccupied with scribbling shorthanded notes on a legal pad. This wasn't his favorite class of the day in terms of subject matter, but it was still interesting nonetheless. In terms of the attendees, it was the reason he took ibuprofen at the end of the day. He could feel the familiar beginnings of a headache starting at his temples, but he ignored it and continued writing. That was, until a basket with papers came around. Bewildered, Simon took a page and passed it on, glancing over what appeared to be an invitation. He took a wild guess as to what the party would be like; horrid current pop music, flashing lights, perhaps some illicit materials, and obnoxious, loud guests. The thought made Simon wince a bit. He folded the paper and put it in his pocket nonetheless, deciding that he may pop by for five minutes to generate irony before leaving. Then the bell rang, and a few of the more obnoxious students, presumably not to be outdone in ruckus, exclaimed their excitement. Speaking of leaving--
Simon gathered his things and returned them to his bag.
