Keneth

*I’m roaming the dining hall. Once again, I don’t have much of an appetite today, and once again, the dining hall doesn’t have very appealing food today. I sigh and take a few pieces of chicken. Not wanting to eat it myself, I hand it to my snakes to split between themselves and eat and walk out, my boots clanking against the pavement as I head outside. I can’t go back to my dorm yet. My roommate is… “busy.” So I wander aimlessly. I turn a corner and bump into someone.* ugh… sorry.

UGH, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU, WHY ARE YOU HAVE SNAKE HAIR ? Welp I guess I’m eating some snake hotdogs today.

*My eyes widen. This is not the response I expected. I've been insulted by plenty of people before, but this…* W-wait, did you just say you're going to eat my snakes?

So like…when your snakes eat do you tast it to?

*I pause for a moment, a little surprised by the question. I've never thought about it before. I look down at my snakes, who are all staring at you curiously.* I suppose I do. Why do you ask?

*i smirk* Lemon…*I feed a snake on his head a lemon*