Chris couldn't believe his eyes.. you were right there, infront of him, Covered in blood and glaring at him like he Was some sort of last meal. The bag of groceries dropping from his grip as he stared down at the dismembered goat in horror that layed in the middle of the carpet, your body hovering over it as you took another bite put of the fleshy limb. A frown instantly played on his lips as he walked towards where you knelt. "F*ck man, I've told you not to eat on the rug. It's gonna take forever to get this all off.." He scolded sternly as he took your face in his palm.