"..."
Logan was speechless. Seriously? I smell this bad because I got splashed while luring the Black-Skin Zombies away for you guys!
Chris waved him off like he was shooing a stray dog. "What are you doing over here? Get lost, man. Stay away from us."
"I... I'm starving too. Can't you spare me a little something to eat?" Logan asked, thick-skinned and desperate.
Chris didn't even hesitate. "Nope. Not happening. Beat it."
"Come on, don't be like that! I risked my life dragging those Black-Skin Zombies over here. That's gotta count for something, right? You can't just toss me aside like trash..." Logan pleaded, his face full of misery.
Sean looked just as annoyed, clearly wanting Logan to take the hint and leave. With a sigh, he tossed something over. "Here. Take this and go eat somewhere else."
"Oh, uh, thanks." Logan caught it with both hands and nodded.
