[ Of course he is. Probably well-used to ignoring personal space, too. Actually definitely that. She’d know. Turning, she rests one palm on the stall beside the door, and uses her other hand to flip the lock and pull the door open, leaning in the entry to the stall. She leans over slightly, shoulders hunched, looking flatly unimpressed. ]
Is that what you think you’re doing by squiring the kid? Helping?
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Is that what you think you’re doing by squiring the kid? Helping?