Byron had just left campus. He'd really have to rearrange that last class. He was normally just getting up from a nap around now. He adjusted the strap on his bag as he decided to take a little walk. He really didn't want to go to Ame after the last visit. He was still pretty annoyed about the thing with Pascal and that jerk was performing and parading his tie about like some sort of trophy. Fucker.
He sighed and scratched his nose. Byron wasn't used to wearing his glasses, but he'd grabbed the wrong bottle of contact solution that morning and got an eyeful of the irritating 'do not put in your eye' cleaner. One of the girls in his class said they actually suited the whole 'librarian' look he had going. He hadn't been sure whether to take that as a compliment or not until she invited him to a showing of Indiana Jones on the quad. Byron thought he might call her.
Spotting the fountain just up ahead, he decided to go sit on one of the benches along the edge. He liked that place. It was soothing. Finding a spot he settled in, stretching out his long legs in front of him. He noticed the boy standing not too far off on his left and rolled his eyes at the arm warmers.