Glenn walked out of the male's restroom, effectively skipping his last class and giving him some alone time. He had originally thought of going back to his dorm room--however, he felt unsure whether or not somebody would catch him on the walk. Of course, that was his secondary reason on why he didn't go back to his dorm. The real reason he didn't go there was because his class was closer to the bathroom than his dorm, and Glenn was flat-out lazy. He had his backpack slung over his right shoulder and proceeded down the decently crowded corridor, he saw movement of the students in all directions, going in all different directions. He reached the facility door and walked out and began to make his way to the dorm building--that's when he noticed something shady.

Two people in an alley between the two facilities were speaking, at first Glenn just thought they were having a private conversation but then he saw one of the slim figures hand something off. Using pure inference, he [i]knew[/i] it was a drug deal. Glenn's late older brother Floyd used to do drugs a few years back, but his brother's young life was brought to a tragic end when he overdosed on cocaine. While Glenn was an introvert, he would quickly jump into an outrovert social stance whenever he saw anything like this. He stopped walking and took a sharp right down the alleyway, getting slowly closer to the silhouettes. As he neared closer, the silhouettes turned out to be both be females ([@Mr Allen J] & [@Viscerous]) who attended the academy.

[color=0072bc]"Wow, dealin' drugs? What are you--a sixth grader on a playground?"[/color] Glenn spoke with a stern tone, slightly irritated at the sight of them--specifically at the female dealer. His eyes were darting back and forth on the duo, however he tended to keep his restless eyes on the dealer slightly longer whenever they landed on her.