He ran into the bathroom and slammed the door with all his might. He leaned against the door to catch his breath. He backed away from the door praying to God that girl wasn't following him. His heart was hammering away in his chest.

That girl was just walking around with her dandy french fries and her flipping ketchup!!! Just branding about like it was ok for her to just be strutting through the halls with ketchup. And she was just being so cavalier about it. "She almost walked right past me!" he growled. He walked over to the sink his breath slowly returning to normal. That was a close call. He wasn't used to being around people who didn't go out of their way to keep all things tomato away from him.

He looked up at himself. "This is going to be a long year," he muttered.