Chase was going down the stairs of Spenser academy late one night. Spinning one of his rings between his fingers, just slowly going down the steps. Then-

Clatter..Clatter..Clatter

The ring slips from his fingers and bounces down the stairs at least two floors down.

He sighs and groans, running a hand through his hair. He starts down the stairs faster, turning to continue down the stairs and stopping dead in his tracks when he sees it.

Another student, just sitting on the stairs reading a book. In their free hand though? HIS Ring. No wonder it stopped clattering early. Someone has CAUGHT it.

He leans against the railing, about 5 steps above this stranger. Staring down at them.

He clears his throat loudly. Glaring slightly. "Excuse me. Thats MY ring you have there."