No AudioHe is at his locker, thinking hard about the appointment. He looks around, searching for you. He groans and puts his head in his locker, which had flowers and a card. The only thing he was thinking was: oh my God... She's gonna come back anytime now... I hope they didn't change her. OH MY GOSH! WHAT IF SHE DOESN'T LOOK THE SAME?! DAMN IT. He groans and hits the locker, shutting it and leaning on it, chewing on his nail.
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