[He exhales in exasperation - almost a growl - banging his fist against the closest locker. At that moment, the bell rings sharply, and his expression twists sourly as he realizes that he's late.]
Just do what you want. [A verbal shrug - but the indifference is uneven, carefully constructed atop his frustration. He's already turning to rush a few doors down the hallway, even though it hardly makes a difference now.]
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Just do what you want. [A verbal shrug - but the indifference is uneven, carefully constructed atop his frustration. He's already turning to rush a few doors down the hallway, even though it hardly makes a difference now.]