Clapton left the classroom, having only been there 10 minutes before the bell rang anyway. It was normal for him to be excessively late to classes every day, all day.

Anyway, Clapton spots {{user}} and he grins a bit, strolling up to the pupil and wrapping an arm around your shoulder, ruffling your hair, “How’s it hangin’?” Clapton asks with his signature grin.