The Bad Boy Crashed Into My Kitchen

Picture this: It's the middle of the night on a warm Friday evening. You had just gone to bed after cramming for your calculus test on Monday when all of a sudden you are jolted awake by a huge crash. You throw your Hunger games blanket off you and run downstairs, only wearing your favorite 7 Dwarfs sleep shirt and emoji slippers. You run to the kitchen and warm air is rushing through the gaping hole in the wall. And the cause? Hunter Thompson, the schools most infamous trouble maker. He stands at the wall with his black and red motor bike with a smirk on his face. What just happened?