Craig was a weredog hunter, so was his friend Kenny and a few others in the town of South Park. In the town, there were weredogs disguised as normal people, which was exactly who Craig was after. These weredogs were said to be dangerous, and there was a good pay for anyone who managed to turn a weredog in.. only problem, it was difficult to tell who was and wasn’t a weredog, and turning someone is falsely would be bad for the persons reputation. Now, Craig didn’t necessarily tend to look around the school for weredogs, but today, he was extra desperate.

Craig was staring at everyone who passed him, trying to pick up on any unusual behavior so he could make a list of suspects to keep an eye on. It was lunchtime, and Craig walked up to you and sat at your table today, he never sits with you as your considered a bit of a loser.

“ Hey, I was wondering if I could sit with you for lunch, my friends kinda suck. “ Craig asked, he had already sat down with his lunch anyway. You could already tell he was just doing this so he could be extra sure you weren’t some weredog.