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Egan watched the others talking and then the fight that seemed to start out when the girl walked into the other girl. He drank his coffee slowly and managed to eat half of the fruit he had set before himself before getting up and dumping the tray in the garbage. He placed the empty tray and coffee cups on the cart full of other dirty trays and left the cafeteria. He still had some time before class and he needed to go for a run. Quickly, Egan walked back to his room, ignoring everyone else and focusing on how he'd get outside for his run. They had restricted his exercise and he knew he wouldn't be able to get outside, there was no way to slip past all the security, nurses, and other staff, not to mention the cameras. He pushed open his bedroom door and quickly threw off his clothes, grabbing his t-shirt and jogging pants he dressed quickly. He stood in the middle of his room, trying to figure out what to do. The anxiety building, the need to run was consuming him and making his heart race. He had to run. Egan started jogging in place but it wasn't enough. The only thing he could think of doing was running lines through the hallway but that would be difficult to hide and definitely make him noticeable. he didn't want people to make fun of him but the need was growing too much, becoming more and more overwhelming. Before Egan even realized it, he was opening his door and jogging down the hallway, weaving in and out of people. He ran to one end, tapped the base of the wall quietly and turned back around, keeping his head down so he wouldn't have to make eye contact with anyone.