An option presents itself.

As you notice Rick grab Ellen and see the surprised, worried, and disgusted look on her face, your brain takes over and begins to think of any one possible way to not only save her, but keep any ass-kickings directed towards you at a minimum. The only thing you can think of is the smell coming off this asshole, he’d been drinking recently. As you walk down the hall, you see a way out; the fire extinguisher, and get a brilliant idea!

Walking towards the back of the group left you pretty much unnoticed as you tried to build up your ardreneline to get this plan off the ground. Suddenly, it takes over and you plow your fist through the casing! Just as Rick turns around to see what was behind him, you blast him and his friends in the faces with the fog. This distraction gives you enough time to scoop Ellen over your shoulder and haul ass for the parking lot! As you reach your car, you see Rick and the others have recovered and are chasing after you. Thinking fast, you quickly shove Ellen into the passenger seat, pull out your keys, and taunt Rick and his buddies into chasing you.

“Scott, are you crazy!?” Ellen screams. “What the hell are you doing!?”

“Getting them kicked out!” You reply as you step on the gas and your car takes off. Sure enough, Rick and his friends are on your bumper, and from what you can see, they don’t look happy. Keeping a close eye on them, you accellerate as you see a way to put an end to this.

“Come on, just a little closer.” You mumble to yourself as you pull onto the onramp of the interstate.

“Scott, you’re just pissing him off!” Ellen protests.

“All part of the plan.” You reply. You need to get some distance on Rick within the next mile, and it seems to be working so far. In the distance, you can see your goal.

“Almost there.” You say as you get closer to your target. Looking back, you see that you were able to outrun Rick by almost a quarter mile.

“Wanna know my plan?” You ask Ellen.

“What?” Ellen asks, still in shock at what had transpired in the last few seconds.

“Did you notice Rick smelled like booze?” You ask.

“Yes. He constantly smells like that.” Ellen replied.

“Look behind that billboard.” You say as you drop down to the speed limit. Ellen looks and sees your ultimate goal, a cop on a motorcycle with a radar gun.

“Rick’s speeding and he smells like beer.” You say. Ellen puts the pieces together and watches Rick fly past the billboard. Sure enough, the cop is behind him shortly with lights flashing and siren blaring. Rick fades into the distance as the cop pulls him over.

“How do ya like that, ya fuckin' cocksucker!” You shout in victory.

“You clever son of a bitch!” Ellen said with a smile. “Somehow, you knew that cop was there! You led him into a trap!”

“I knew what to do the second I saw that fire extinguisher.” You say. You pull off at the next exit and turn around headed back for the campus. As you prepare to pass them again, another cop, this one in a patrol car has arrived on the scene, and the two police officers are putting Rick and his friends in handcuffs.

“D.U.I.” You grin. “He’s lost his scholarship, he’s off the team, and he may be getting kicked out of school.” As you turn your eyes back to the road, you see Ellen’s hand reach to the steering wheel and onto your hand.

“Thank you.” She says happily as a tear escapes her eye. “They’re going to check his dorm room and find the tapes. His **** confession is all over them.” Before you can reply, Ellen snuggles up next to you and pulls your arm around her frame.

Today, you scored a win for every normal guy who lost his girl to the captain of the sports team.