Anonymous ran around the side of the school building, face twisted with sexual fury boiling over from the deepest recesses of his lizard brain, belt already unbuckled and throbbing erection pushing his American flag boxers out of his unzipped fly. Where the hell was that pink Milk thing? No more waiting. She's going to get it.
Anonymous spotted her at 100 meters, lounging under a tree beside her retarded rolling luggage. He covered the distance in 9.71 seconds.