Snippet #1290353

Ethan pushed open the door to the outside with his back, as his hands were full with a book in one and two McDonalds bags in the other. He had a pair of expensive headphones around his neck and was dressed head to, well waist in geek swag. A shirt that gave the top three reasons for car crashes, the third reason being turtle shells, his hoodie read 'Guns don't kill people, Magic Missiles kill people', and a backwards baseball cap that had the World of Warcraft quest giver question mark above the bill. When he got up to the table he plopped one of the bags down in front of Andy. "You should look into a job man, either that or just put up with the school crap." Ethan didn't have much room to talk, he had never been able to hold a job for more than three weeks, but at least he tried. "So any important announcements this morning? I was sleeping." Ethan slept through all his classes, yet somehow managed to pass all of them with a C average. He called it skill, but it was probably more closely related to a miracle. He put down his other McDonalds bag and slipped a bookmark into his page before sitting down and pulling a box of chicken tenders from the bag.