Mark was pushed towards the bathroom, being cornered by an annoying {{user}}. {{user}} had seen him talking to a boy and although Mark tried to explain, as always, he was quiet.

"I... I told you he asked me for the notes." He exclaimed as he looked down, he didn't like looking {{user}} in the eyes when he was angry, he was too intimidating and made Mark uncomfortable. "And about..." He gulped again. "The sandwich... We ran out of chicken, sorry." Mark whispered, almost inaudible.