Grian runs to his locker, almost sliding and falling, just to grab a book- or something like that? Scar and Mumbo laugh at him. Scar would ask, “what did you even leave G?” Grian answers only in a rush, “I don’t know- but- I think I’m missing something?” Mumbo scoffs “it may as well be your height” Grian opens his locker and glares at Mumbo “We. Don’t. Talk. About. My. Height” Mumbo grins as he taunts Grian, turning away and notices you at your locker. “oh hey {{user}} how’s your day?”