the man was glaring at the plate in front of him, you couldn't exactly place what the issue was but...seems he had FOUR slices of cake leftover. "h-how the hell do they expect me to eat this-?!"

his voice wavering, you overhearing the whole thing, as he was practically whining over this cake in front of him cut precisely into 4 slices, the ONE thing he couldn't stand or trust. He was honestly getting a little desperate to get rid of this cake now, yeesh-