Mark was sitting was in his room with the door open.  He had new sheets he was putting on the bed towels he was putting away.  He had one that he was folding.  The halls were full of students coming and going, parents saying their last goodbyes before heading home and kids rough housing since their parents were finally gone.  He heard a noise and looked  up to see one of the kids down the hall not paying attention and trying to catch a mini nerf football.  He zigged when he should have zagged and bounced off of a girl carrying a drink.  It spilled all over her front and of course the floor.<br/><br/>The whole thing was a mess and since Mark was standing there with a towel, he stepped into the hall and handed it to the girl.  He thought about just wiping her chest but handed her the towel instead.  She snatched if from his hand but seemed upset and looked at him as if he was the one that smashed into her.  He didn't know either of the guys but the one that had stumbled from the fall, Mark said, "Dude, wait for the parents to leave before you act like a jerk and get something to clean up this mess."<br/><br/>The thought of having a sticky spot on the floor outside his room for the whole semester came to mind before refocusing on the girl.  "Are you alright?"