A fat young man sat before a spread of sauce drenched legs of meat half the size of his body. He had a tiny little napkin scrunched up on his neck, but it didn't seem to be helping much as he wiped his fat fingers across his belly.
For whatever ungodly reason, he seemed to only be wearing a tiny little shirt, his stomach bulging out of it. When his fingers reached to wipe themselves clean on the shirt, he missed fabric completely and hit plush, lumpy flesh.
He didn't pause for even a moment, seemingly not caring at all as he reached for another piece of meat.
BANG.
The doors to his magnificent spread were kicked open. The only saving grace was that they were kicked so hard they flew over the tables themselves, thankfully sparing the food.
The young man just kept eating as though this was a common occurrence.
The Boundless bulldozed his way in, yanked the leg of meat out of his disciple's hand, and took a furious bite out of it, shattering the bone and all beneath his teeth.
