Micah shoved his phone into his pocket after finishing the registration. His hand lingered in his pocket, as if pressing down the unease climbing up his throat. His stomach turned at the thought of opening the chatrooms right there on campus. No, not here. He couldn't risk his face twisting into some ugly grimace, or worse, gagging out loud like a pregnant woman with morning sickness. That would attract too much attention, making him the talk of campus again.