[ iris does not, in fact, sit tight, but mostly because he's never once sat tight in his entire life. telling iris black to do something and expecting him to actually listen and do it is an exercise in insanity (source: lilium white, literally everyone iris knows) but he does at least remain in the kitchen, working off his steadily growing anxiety by washing every single dish in the sink and cleaning up around the counter. shit's spotless.
when the boy trying to cultivate the world's biggest bird's nest made entirely out of hair comes busting into the kitchen, iris looks up and suddenly forgets all about his own problems because man does it look like this guy's got more than a few to go around. ]
Girl?
[ he casts a look around at the empty space. ]
I didn't notice anyone else in here... [ definitely no one throwing up. ] If she's sick though maybe she went to the infirmary?
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when the boy trying to cultivate the world's biggest bird's nest made entirely out of hair comes busting into the kitchen, iris looks up and suddenly forgets all about his own problems because man does it look like this guy's got more than a few to go around. ]
Girl?
[ he casts a look around at the empty space. ]
I didn't notice anyone else in here... [ definitely no one throwing up. ] If she's sick though maybe she went to the infirmary?