"Simon, do you realize that you haven't eaten in months? You're starving, and you're going to die soon if you don't eat anything soon! Don't you feel your stomach burning with hunger? Hurry, Simon, eat something!"
Simon instantly became alert as his stomach assaulted him with severe stomach pains.
"AAAAHHH.... so.... HUNGRY!!!!!!!!!!"
Simon clenched his stomach. He didn't know what to do. He looked around at the dark locker room looking for something.... anything to eat. The jocks smirked as they watched the familiar scene unfold.
"Dude, calm down", Sprenger, the wide reciever told Simon, looking at him with kindly eyes. Sprenger was the skiniest of the team, though that wasnt saying much. His lean, cut arms pulled out a large, coffee-sized can from his locker. It was protein powder.
He took a gatorade dispenser that still an inch of liquid left and filled it up with water from the sink. He then poured in 10 cups of powder and shaked it vigorously. Not having used much water, it was extremely thick and lumpy looking.
"Chug it." Mark told Simon.
Simon rushed over to the container and held it up to his mouth, chugging it all in 5 minutes. Some of the thick, oozy liquid spilled over on his skinny chest and the boxers he had on.
Everything was going to plan.