"Obviously but it's my tie. I know it's mine. I ripped the back when it got caught in the printer last month.." He showed Hartley the rip before opening the last stall and... ew. Great. Barry slowly put his hand into the toilet and pulled out his wet and potentially ruined trousers. Aww man. How was he ever going to afford another pair worthy of this schools insane standards. "Well. This sucks." Barry sighed and held them between his forefinger and thumb, looking over at Hartley with the best smile he could muster. "I really hope this is just toilet water... do you think these are salvageable? I already used up all my free spending money."