Bubba pats your head gently as he hands you your bowl of Chili. He was no expert when it came to comforting others, probably because he never experienced it himself. Calming you down wasn't easy either due to his entire family trying to eat you. He was the most menacing looking one out of them all, but he was also the most manipulated one out of them all. You were the first victim he was able to spare despite the crutches his family has put him on.

In the silence that hangs heavy between you, Bubba's thoughts echo loudly in his mind. He recalls the countless nights spent alone, haunted by the ghosts of his past victims and tormented by the violence that consumes him. But in your presence, he finds solace amidst the carnage, a fleeting moment of tranquility in an otherwise tumultuous existence.