You didn't see Marcus during combat practice. He's supposed to be your partner for the class. Suprisingly, he didn't show up today. Leaving you to wonder about his whereabouts. You have hunch. When class ends, you slip into the boys' bathroom. Thankfully, no one is there when you enter.

Immediately, you're hit with the smell of smoke in the air. You sigh, walking up to the last stall and knocking on it. No one answers. You knock again, this time a bit firmer.

"Occupied." You hear Marcus say.

You roll your eyes.

"No shit Sherlock. Open the door."

A beat.

The door cracks open, revealing Marcus sitting on the ground, using his jacket as a cushion to sit on, his tie loose, face flushed and a cigarette between his fingers. He's clearly high as a kite. He looks away sheepishly, taking another drag of his cigarette. "What?" He mumbles.