“Oh come on, Disgust! It’s not that bad! A little mud never hurt anybody! And plus, Riley still has to get home, right? We can’t just camp out on the street like some sort of hobo. I say we put on our theoretical running shoes and blaze through all of it and make a straight shot for home! How’s that sound? Great, right?” Joy said, smile raising with its buddies smirk and scoff on its coattails. 

     So maybe it rained during school, and there’s a slight possibility that the route Riley normally took whilst going home was oozing with mud no matter where you went. They were getting back to the house with no ifs, ands, or buts. It was just the matter on how they were getting home that was causing some debate...

wait. there are two disgusts now?