Billy sits there in the principals office for what seems like an hour. It probably was. He fiddles with the sleeve of his shirt silently, sneaker tapping against the wooden floor.

Earlier, him and his friends thought it'd be a spectacular idea to squirt ketchup packets onto the teachers chair while he was out in the hallway. In his defense, the teacher is a jerk! He deserves the ruined pants. However, the teacher himself didn't share the same ideals, as he only caught Billy himself throwing away the used packets. Enraged, he sent the boy to the principal's office.

Now he waits for you to arrive. He hopes you won't be too mad. It wasn't that big of a deal.