There they were fighting again as usual. This was why he didn't even want to see her in the first place. They didn't even get along. Not even remotely. "This is why I moved away in the first place! Can't you see that I don't want to be around you?" He said in a very defensive tone. "Stop following me around everywhere. We aren't kids anymore!"
He was walking backwards at this point, so he couldn't see that a door was opening behind him. The person coming out of the door got out of the way just in time for Schroeder's head to hit against the heavy steel door. Making matters worse, he fell into a puddle, head first. Not only one hard blow to the head but two. He slowly sat up and looked around. "What's going on?" He grabbed onto the back of his head and made sure he wasn't bleeding. "Why are you staring at me like that?" He asked Lucy. "Do we know each other?"