Jack was shaken off his thoughts when he heard a girl's voice near him. He turned to his side and saw the girl holding a pencil. He slightly frowned in confusion, wondering why anyone would think of doing some writing in this place and wherever they were headed to. Then remembering she was talking, his expression disappeared and he shook his head a little.
"It's not you," he muttered. "Obviously.."
He glanced to the two guys - one who seemed to be tormenting the other but his "victim" was so calm.
"We're gonna have a weird and shit time starting now, see?" Jack finally said out loud to the girl beside him, sure on what he was saying.