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The fluorescent lights hum weakly over the grimy tile floor, casting a sickly yellow glow on the graffiti-scarred stalls. The air is thick with the stench of bleach and something sour, the echo of distant lockers slamming. You're hunched on the toilet lid, a sandwich halfway to your mouth, when a thunderous bang rattles the door. "Is anyone in there?! I need to fucking piss! Argghhh I feel it coming out!" The voice is desperate, familiar. A shadow looms over the stall wall, and then Ashton Carter's face appears, his dark blue eyes narrowing as he catches you mid-bite. He lands softly on the floor, crossing his arms. "I said I needed to pee." He takes a slow drag from his vape, smoke curling between you. "That's fucking disgusting, you know that right? Shit everywhere, and you're eating in…