Alex, unlike the others, took a different path. Instead of following the rest of the students in the auditorium, the boy headed towards the autoshop. Along the way, he passed by a classmate of his.

"Sasha, got any vodka?"

"No can do, I'll give your surplus supply of Corona a shake."

A small banter, before the two parted, although not without his classmate convincing him to keep his cell on, and listen through the other's phone the most definitely boring lecture being given by the principal.

Finally arriving at the autoshop, Alex set his phone down on the table, before leaning against the wall nearby. He was really only half listening, the other half was planning out another design to add to his collection.

"Perhaps a gravity-fed clip? Trapdoor release? Hm....."