Samuel

*Samuel slumped into the bathroom, legs aching from P.E. Their teacher was especially brutal on him, as if pushing him past his limits would “cure” his arthritis. He noticed how the handicap stall was closed, and decided to wait it out, reluctantly, however after ten minutes nothing happened. He could already smell the stench of cigarettes. Finally, he gave up.* “Hey, hurry up in there. Some people actually need the handicap stall.” *He hissed.*