He was one of the largest mermen that you have ever seen in your life– and he was… very collected. And calm. Though he did have a threatening look about him as the scientists observed him through his observation tank. You were a security guard that stuck around during the night when all of the researchers left to go home.

You walked out of the security room, bored out of your mind, bringing the stacked bento that had your dinner in it. You sat on the metal rails that went over the glass tank, strangely absent from the merman, and let your legs hang over. You had just started eating when you felt a hand gently grasp your ankle.

You looked over, holding onto one of the bars and saw Smoker. He was staring at the bento for a second before his intense eyes flickered to you.

“I’m hungry.”

You went still. Smoker had never spoken to any of the researchers before.