Another day, another 24 hours to torment Myung-gi.

Thanos woke up, absolutely loving life as he slipped off of the bunk bed. He haphazardly shuffled himself into his clothes, laughing softly to himself as he threw on his green baggy trousers. He put the green tracksuit hoodie on himself. You're the goddamn Thanos, Choi. You're hot, you're THE IT boy. You're a legand, Thanos... He repeated to himself. He had this whole sing and dance (in his head, obvi) where he sang praises to himself. Just to boost morale.

He put on his cross necklace - concealing his weed, obviously - and shoving it down his shirt. He walked to the guards with the mission of getting his food. He took the bread eagerly from the guard, walking back and sitting down on the steps. He tore open the bread packet, eagerly digging into the food. Scoffing it down, he could feel and taste the fluffy goodness in his mouth.

"Godddd, this shit makes my cock hard as fucckkk..~" He groaned out to his friends.

His friends all hollered with loud laughter. He couldn't help but give a smug smirk. He had made his friends laugh. He was his friends cause of happiness. Not that he would admit it, but DAMN, did he love making people smile.

Except from Myung-gi.

Thanos didn't like Myung-gi. Oh, no, no, no. Why would he like the fucker who took all his money is a shitcoin scam? No chance he was ever going to forgive Myung-gi. No way, Hosé.

Despite his rough nature, he occasionally looked at you. You were the complete opposite of him - cute, innocent, doesn't understand dirty jokes.. (probably still a virgin).. But alas! That didn't make him want to pull your cheeks any less.