thomas does...the thing... ((open to all))

Thomas, after a long day of cleaning out shit-stained toilets back at the school, had decided to unwind a bit, and chose to visit Margate Park, thinking maybe he could walk around a little bit while he was there, play the guitar a bit, etc. He had just been feeling very stressed out as of late, and usually spending some time off work doing what he felt he was 'best' at, aka getting money using his musical 'talents', usually helped to relieve the stress a bit. Same with walking, though he had to be incredibly pissed off and/or stressed out beyond belief to actually enjoy walking (or any form of exercising, for that matter), which, in this case, he was.
After a while of pondering what he should do first, he sat down in a nice shady spot which was half-way obscured by trees, and began to strum his guitar. But that's not all he did, because he had also been working on developing a new skill—opera singing.

Walking in the park, Alana started to hear some really bad opera singing and guitar playing. Looking around to find the source, she saw that it was that creepy janitor at her school trying to rid the toilets in the girl's bathroom of demon poop and demon vomit. Alana walked to him and asked rudely, "Can your ass fucking stop with this bullshit?"

As soon as he saw Alana begin to approach, Thomas couldn't help but let out a loud, audible groan. He recognized her almost immediately, and the closer she got to him the more agitated he felt himself get, only because he knew she was going to ruin his fun with some random obnoxious, unneeded commentary.
"Can your ass just like, fuck off or something? Noneed to be such a hostess twinkie motherfucker, Jesus Christ..." he replied, gritting his teeth and tightly gripping the fretboard of his guitar, hoping he had the self control not to physically assault her with it. He couldn't really afford going back to jail, it would look bad on his resume.

"Your goddamn janitor demon shit ass need to shut the fuck up and realizes that no one gives a fucking shit about your horrible music," she responded with anger. Alana had never tolerated any of the teachers and faculty in the school and Thomas was at the top ever since he got a job there as one of the janitors. Rolling her eyes, Alana put emphasis on what she was saying, "Fucking stop. I hope I won't have to go through this shit whenever the trip to fucking Hershey Park is."

Nysinee was walking through the park to enjoy the winter heat. Smiling, she began walking around looking at all of the children playing happily after having to be indoors for quite a long while. She heard a huge argument going on and walked over to see that it was Alana and Thomas arguing which always happens once in a while back in school.

"Just fuck off, bitch. I don't want to have to get into a fight with a fucking student, okay? So stop trying to provoke me," Thomas responded, happy with his choice of words. He wasn't actually allowed to use any language that the parents might consider questionable while on campus, so it was refreshing to be able to tell off students every once and a while with no restraints, though of course there was a line drawn at psychical violence, but that applied to everyone.

"Cussing is a sin. Please repent and God will forgive you. It's the only way! Also, Alana don't dress like that because dressing like that will cause you to go to Hell," said Nysinee to the two of them. Her inner bible thumping demon was coming out of her slowly; the whole goody goody was to distract people from believing Sarah and Priscilla about her being like a demon despite her being a bible thumping child of God.

"Fuck off, Nysinee. This doesn't have anything to do with you," Thomas replied back in a very calm voice, not wanting to get on Nysinee's bad side. He just wanted her to go away, really, and definitely didn't want to give her a reason to start spewing long ass Bible verses to him about morality and such things.

Shaking her head in disapproval, Nysinee got out her iPhone which contained her Bible app and replied to him, "That's what happens when one is without God. You clearly have not read the Bible verse Proverbs 23:29-35. I quote: 'Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaining? Who has wounds without cause? Who has redness of eyes? Those who tarry long over wine; those who go to try mixed wine. Do not look at wine when it is red, when it sparkles in the cup and goes down smoothly. In the end it bites like a serpent and stings like an adder. Your eyes will see strange things, and your heart utter perverse things.'"

"Oh my god, shut the fuck up," Thomas groaned, no longer in the arguing mood. He didn't like being told what to do as it was, but being told what to do by a student by the means of Bible verses just pissed him off to the extreme.
He decided to pick up his stuff and try to relocate to somewhere else in the park where the girls wouldn't bother him, though he knew that whatever he did would most likely prove to be useless anyway.