monster prom // jenlisa

week one: noon

Watching Jennie eat is usually pretty disturbing – her snakes eat at the same time she does...

But at least it's usually quiet. This time, however, Namjoon was doing his best to change that.

"Go Lefty! Gobble that mouse!" He cheered. "No, no, watch out for Wiggles coming up from behind! Use that tongue! Go!!!"

"Ugh." Jennie groaned. "He does this every week or so, whenever my snakes need a meal. He seems to think that snake eating contests are a competetive sport..."

"Also," I added, making Jennie look at me in the process. "he doesn't seem to realize that an actual snake eating contest would probably involve people eating snakes..."

"Yeah." Jennie murmured. "I tried everything. I even tried charging him tickets to get him to stop, but he actually pays to do this. He keeps track on every snake's statistics on a little index card. He has even given them names."

As if waiting for his clue, Nomjoon cheered for the snakes again. "Go Slither! Go Bendy! Go Sanchez! Go Snake-snake!"

Jennie paused before speaking again. "...Thore aren't their names. God, no matter how much he pays for the tickets, it isn't enough."

I looked from the cheering Namjoon to the scowling Jennie. The situation seemed really tense. I resolved it by using the only way I know: by opening mouth and yelling.

"Bo-ring! This is nothing compared to... earthworm eating contests!"

"What?" Namjoon snapped towards me so hard, I feared he might get a whiplash. "There's a more exciting sport than snake eating contests? You gotta tell me about it!"

"Oh, yeah." Jennie interjected. "Earthworm eating contests are literally crawling with suspense."

I nodded. "And even better, they're going on all the time, with thousands of players in each game."

"Thousands???" Yelled Namjoon. "Where's the game? Where do I go?"

"Anywhere there's dirt."

"Anywhere?! There's dirt in so many places!"

"So many places that aren't here." Jennie said with a bored expression. "Get going! Sports that game, or whatever."

"I will, Jennie, I will!" With that Namjoon got out of the cafeteria running. Jennie and I watched him go.

With a sigh Jennie turned to face me. "I swear one of these days, he's going to decide choking on his food is a sport and die."

While I hope that Namjoon doesn't actually die, the main thing on my mind is how Jennie is smiling at me. What a nice smile.