"I, uh, I can...do...stuff..." he mumbled, quickly taking a bite of the food. The inside of his cheeks, even, had soft white scars on them. Chewing was difficult and somewhat painful. He rarely ate food, mostly drank red pop Faygo and ate junk food, usually soft junk food.
He had to eat it, though, for fear of Jake yelling at him more. He didn't like being yelled at. That was why he was with the juggalos, now.
He had to eat it, though, for fear of Jake yelling at him more. He didn't like being yelled at. That was why he was with the juggalos, now.