Not wanting to scare or hinder her, John slowly followed behind Carol as she made her way through the halls. With a tight dark oversized drench like hoodie, knee-high black combat boots, porcelain pale skin, dyed blue hair, and a stature a little on the short side John was surprised that he was never suspicious of her before. Was she even a student, he couldn't remember ever seeing her in class, although she roamed the halls all the time. Gym, he vaguely remembered her in gym complaining about the skimpy gym shorts dress code. Wasn't she almost impossibly athletic? Something rang about her performing near Olympic feats but that couldn't be, she'd gotten the worse scores of anybody, didn't she? She was definitely an enigma.
Trying to figure her out, his attention was divided when she scouted the halls quick and assured that she wasn't watched or followed, entered into a nearby janitors closet.
John shook his head, confused. Why had he decided to run out here again? As his bladder soon responded, answering him he made his way to the bathroom nearby.
