"Did Oska tell you that?" Zeno repeated, his cheeks stuffed with a fresh batch of sweet potatoes. In truth, Zeno might as well consult Bacon PD for his grievances. Perhaps then Oska wouldn't cause more trouble down the line.
Zeno was not one to hold grudges for long. That's a lie. He holds grudges pretty easily.
And Oska had already tried to sabotage him multiple times! Zeno remembered it all.
'What a menace,' he thought, his irritation bubbling beneath the surface. Still, deep down, he suspected there was more to it than cruelty. Loneliness—that was the real issue, wasn't it? Not that Zeno was about to excuse the behavior.
"I'm finally going to put a leash on him," he muttered under his breath.
"What?" Bacon PD asked, his ears perked up with curiosity.
Zeno simply stuffed another sweet potato into his mouth.
"Do you know the reason why I have this ridiculous name?" Bacon PD suddenly inquired.
