There, in front of Moby was that same rowdy, orange-haired kid who he had talked to when entering the school. He was sat at a table with a cereal bowl in reach, wearing bunny printed pyjamas as he casually ate with a tired expression.
However, that all changed when he noticed the doors were slowly opening, and who it was on the other side.
"PFFFFFF!!" He spat out all the food in his mouth like pellets from the absolute shock and disbelief," WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?! HOW DID YOU EVEN GET IN!? AND DA FUCK YOU MEAN YOUR ROOM!? THIS ROOM'S MINE!"
"Dickhead! This is my room! See!" Moby flashed his watch towards Rigrit, the boy in front of him. "See! This is MY ROOM! How the hell do you think I got in here!? The real question is what are you doing here!"
