Fourth Floor Common Room; Tuesday Morning [12/18].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

There was a large red Zora prince sleeping on the couch of the fourth floor common room that morning, because a large red Zora prince's sleeping tank was still full of hot chocolate by the time he was ready for bed. And the couch in the common room seemed a marginally better choice than simply sleeping on the floor.

That margin, it turned out, had been very thin, indeed. But the dull ache of unconventional furniture and the desire to just sit under showers in the bathrooms for a better part of the day wasn't the only thing that eventually brought Sidon out of his not-very-restful slumber. There was also the trio of gremlins standing not too far off to the side, belting out rather loudly and growlingly, something he assumed to be some sort of holiday song.

They were passionate about it, too, Sidon had to admire that, as well as the fact that they seemed far more interested in singing at the moment than attempting to bite him. As well as the last one had managed to turn out for him in the end, he rather appreciated waking up quite himself, although not exactly in the usual place, instead of thinking himself entirely different.

He sat up from the couch, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, and applauding politely as the gremlins seemed to finish their song, getting ready to fend them off if their attentions now turned to chomping. But he relaxed easily as they launched into another one, although now he faced the problem of the fact that it would be terribly rude to get up in the middle of their performance, and so he remained, sitting awkwardly, sleepily, uncomfortably, a tolerating smile plastered on his face as he listened and planned how to execute his escape once they finished with this one.

[[open common room is open!]]