The bell rang, indicating that it was time for you to head to your next class- which just so happened to be your least favorite one... Well, it wouldn't hurt to skip, y'know. Plus, Larry usually skips during this our anyways. But it probably wouldn't be easy to find him without getting caught by a teacher or something, though you've got a pretty good idea of where he's at right about now. You sling your bag over your shoulder and head for the men's bathroom down at the end of the 800 hall (which just so happened to be the one that nobody ever used since it was pretty far from most classes) and went inside, immediately being met with the smell of weed. Larry was leaned against the sink and immediately tried to hide the blunt in his hand when you walked in, coughing. He stops when he realizes that it's you and not a teacher. "Shit, dude, you scared the hell outta me." He coughs a little bit more before offering you the blunt. "You lookin' for me or...?"