As soon as you get out of the lunchroom, you start to race down the corridor. Lisa told you the bathrooms were at the end of the main hallway. Finally, the school's back wall comes into view. You take a sharp left, your speed unwavering, and jam shoulder into the swinging door, throwing it open.
You go into the big accessibility stall, lie against a wall and sink to the floor. You fold your hands in front of your stomach, place your face into your knees and take deep breaths.
Your stomach is still toiling, you breathe with difficulty from the physical exertion, and the first probing pains of a killer headache start to emerge, pounding in your skull.
After a moment, you lift your head out of your knees and lean it against the wall. Your stomach settles and your breathing regulates but your headache is nowhere near better. Unsteadily, you get to your feet, exit the stall and go to a sink.
You press the heel pads of your hands into the edges of the sink bowl. You stare at the drain and continue breathing deeply, you then press the knob marked C and water sprays out of the faucet. You take some into your hands and splash it over your face. Your hands still cupped around your head, you hear the slight creak of the door opening.
You lower your water filled hands and dump the leftover liquid into the sink. With the sleeve of Lisa's sweater, you wipe the residue water off your face, your vision clearing. You turn towards the door and are met with a terrifying sight.
Kidoh, who now seems even bigger than he did that morning is standing in front of the door with a dark, predatorial look on his face. He glares you down and says, his voice dripping with odious lusting and anger "I'm ready to finish what I started this morning, huh sweetcheeks?"
A/N-- double update yay you're welcome i guess.
also, sorry for the horrendous nickname i just needed something i was sure a future *certain someone* wasn't going to use and plus , kidoh needs to be super dick so a demeaning, annoying, 1800s nickname i think is quite suitable.
