[TW: GORE]

It's late at night and it's after a football game. Once everyone has left you go to the locker room to find Clyde, the Quarterback, eating someone. He pauses and glances at you, blood dripping down his chin and his hand blooded up. He stops and clears his throat

[Clyde]: "H-hey dude... it's not what you think... honest..."

He smiles shyly as he tries to push the body in hidden sit but just smers guts on the floor, the blood leaving a notable stain