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MHA #4; Thursday All Day [10/25].
Oct. 25th, 2018 01:35 pmStill. A Goddamn. SQUIRREL.
To say Summer was just a wee bit frustrated was a bit of an understatement. And it wasn't even that she minded being a squirrel. There actually were some benefits to being small and quick and nimble and generally not having any obligations because you were tiny and fluffy. But what she didn't like was the uncertainty of not knowing when she was going to be changing back. At least she wasn't the only straggler, by the sound of radio, and she supposed she could technically still teach her class today, but....yeah. If that didn't sound like a perfect recipe for exactly when she'd change back, she didn't know what did.
So most of her day was spent painstakingly putting together a text to the usual suspects who dared to darken the doorway of her class with as best a message as her little squirrel paws could type:
Stll squrrel'd. No class again ths weeeek. SORRY!!1!! hopefulli better luck nxt weeeek!!!1 <3 Summer
And then she went back to loafing around her apartment, starting to get pretty stir-crazy with the whole thing, and maybe thinking Fenris might have had a good idea after all with the idea of hunting down some mages and shaking them until a solution fell out.
[[yeah, I've been up since three am thanks to having to be at a meeting held at STUPID O'CLOCK, so squirrel summer still stands. post is definitely open now, since I am free. Frreeeeeee! With slight SP because, oh wait, there's still errands, yay ]]
To say Summer was just a wee bit frustrated was a bit of an understatement. And it wasn't even that she minded being a squirrel. There actually were some benefits to being small and quick and nimble and generally not having any obligations because you were tiny and fluffy. But what she didn't like was the uncertainty of not knowing when she was going to be changing back. At least she wasn't the only straggler, by the sound of radio, and she supposed she could technically still teach her class today, but....yeah. If that didn't sound like a perfect recipe for exactly when she'd change back, she didn't know what did.
So most of her day was spent painstakingly putting together a text to the usual suspects who dared to darken the doorway of her class with as best a message as her little squirrel paws could type:
And then she went back to loafing around her apartment, starting to get pretty stir-crazy with the whole thing, and maybe thinking Fenris might have had a good idea after all with the idea of hunting down some mages and shaking them until a solution fell out.
[[yeah, I've been up since three am thanks to having to be at a meeting held at STUPID O'CLOCK, so squirrel summer still stands. post is definitely open now, since I am free. Frreeeeeee! With slight SP because, oh wait, there's still errands, yay ]]
