Charlie stumbled as far from Lester as the room would allow, tugging his shirt down that had ridden up to his armpits in his contorted position. He patted his pockets and confirmed his phone was snugly tucked in it's place.  Torn between the presence of Quin and getting out of there as fast as possible he stared at each person present, ears flat, eyes wide, inching along the wall towards the exit.  His eyes narrowed when they came to Lester, but held his tongue, saddened as he watched Quin lead the band of idiots away. The fox had saved him again but he was sad he didn't get a hug out of it this time.<br/><br/>Once they all trotted up the stairs, he bolted from the building, running full speed across the school grounds towards the pick up point.  he couldn't have been any happier to see the familiar car, but stopped in place as realization hit him. Back tracking he searched the ground for his bag, desperate to not lose something his mother had given him.<br/><br/>"Charlie!  Here!"  The petite Glenn came huffing up, out of breath and holding his bag.  "You dropped this.  Everything okay?  I tried to warn you about Lester, but I see you're in one piece. There's no way of avoiding him once he has his mind set."  The ferret seemed to talk from experience.  "nah I'm fine.  One of the teachers broke up the party, thankfully.  Thanks though. See you tomorrow."<br/><br/>"You better be prepared. Lester's got his eye on you!" he called as he left.<br/><br/>Charlie climbed into the car, grateful to be on his way home.