Fisher was slouching more than usual as he made his way to the staff offices, a white business envelope in his hand. In it was five twenty dollar bills, fresh from the ATM on campus. He owed them to Lloyd, owed a lot more than that to Lloyd but at least this was a start. He didn't know if he could face the demon yet. Of all the people in the entire school to be caught with when everything went crazy, why did it have to be Lloyd Harris?
Holding the envelope, he stood in front of the shrink's door, debating. If he gave this money back then Lloyd might try to contact him, and he didn't think he could handle seeing him for awhile. It would probably be best if he never saw him again at all. Still... he felt terrible about what happened, and now that his memory was back he understood why Lloyd had looked so confused and crestfallen that night.
With a deep breath he slipped the envelope under the door, assuming Lloyd wasn't there. Why would he be? No one was actually doing anything this week. With another pause and instant regret, Fisher stared at that space under the door, seriously debated reaching under to grab the envelope back, then turned to start to go.