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Samson handed the girl a bar off of his Kit Kat. He ate two whole bars himself, and then wrapped up what was left in the wrapper, stuffing it into his coat pocket. The girl next to him seemed okay, if a bit aloof and narcissistic. Atleast he got to sit with a girl so front-heavy.

He put his MP3 player away, and took out his phone. Damnit, he couldn't get any reception down here. At least he had a hardly-played Minesweeper installed, for this exact occasion. Or he could scroll through old pictures he saved from the internet. His thoughts were interrupted, however, by some kid who was standing on the goddamn ceiling, holding a sword. He dropped down in front of some cuddling couple. Samson swore he saw that guy out of the corner of his eye earlier, walking around the ceiling, though that was when he was still groggy, and thought he was still in some sort of dream. 

Samson could already tell he would not like this guy. I mean what the hell was this, an Anime? But, he didn't want to be an asshole by standing up and telling that guy off. All he did was mutter [color=Firebrick]"Faggot"[/color] quietly under his breath.

Also, how the hell did he even get a sword in here? Calvin was told not to bring a weapon by his mom when he was packing. Not that he would have, of course. It would've been an easy way to get someone hurt, or possibly killed. Stuck down here, hundreds of feet underwater, possibly taking hours to get to and fro the Academy. If some guy managed to bring a weapon down here, what would stop him from just swinging left and right?