“Hey man, uh, what you eatin’?”
Lauri Markkanen looked up from his lunch to see Bobby Portis standing above him, struggling to hold back laughter, with Nikola Mirotic grinning stupidly at his side. Lauri glanced down at the tupperware container full of food.
“Oh, this? This is…”
“Huh huh, yeah, what is that that you are eating?” Nikola interrupted.
“Shut up dumbass, I just asked that! Let the man give us the answer.” Bobby said, shoving Nikola in the shoulder. Nikola turned his heavy eyes towards his friend and scowled, but didn’t respond. “Go on, man, I’m dying to know.”
“This” Lauri straightened up with pride and smiled. “This is mämmi, a traditional rye pudding from my homeland. It’s really quite good, would you like to try…”
“BECAUSE IT LOOKS LIKE CRAP!” Portis yelled. “IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE TOOK A DUMP IN A CONTAINER AND GAVE IT TO YOU AS A JOKE!”.
“Yeah, it look like a shit.” Nikola added, pointing at the container full of mämmi. “Like a poop was made and you are eating it”.
Bobby stopped laughing and glared at Nikola. “I SAID SHUT UP NIKO!” He returned his attention to Lauri. “Well, see you later dweeb. Enjoy your, uh, poo-poo platter!” He began to walk away, laughing even harder now at his own joke, and, after giving Lauri two middle fingers, Nikola followed him.
Lauri shrugged and returned to his dessert. A few seconds later, he heard a commotion, and what sounded like Bobby’s angry voice.
“Niko, what’s your deal? Quit shoving me! What did you say? Say it again, I dare you!” There were a few seconds of silence, then a sickening thud followed immediately by Niko’s anguished screams.