“IM SORRYYY,” Travis whines, dodging chairs and other objects being thrown while keeping a fast speed. — Travis ate one of Zane’s prized possessions. A Chocolate Chip Cookie — ”NO YOU-” Zane lunges, pinning Travis to the ground with a loud thud, “Don't.” “Owww,” Travis whimpers, “can’t you share for once.” ”In. Your. Dreams,” Zane growls. ”Okay, got it,” Travis winces, giving a thumbs up as Zane pushes his elbow deep into his back. — My God you psycho, it's just a goddamn cookie —