Kiro stretched in his office chair. He looked around and noticed he was the last one left and sunrise wasn't too far off. Kiro was always known for doing the tedious things and his coworkers often took advantage of him. Even when he tried to force himself to say no, he always found himself trying to please others. He wasn't even sure who to blame for his soft nature.
Kiro checked the loading screen for the new patch and sighed. It was going to be awhile before he could leave.
"Might as well get something to eat while I wait." Kiro said talking to himself. He walked over to the vending machine and got a bag of pretzels, his favorite. He really liked salty things.
"I'm so tired." Kiro complained going to plop into his chair only to find the chair gone. Kiro fell over hitting the ground hard, the bag of pretzels flying from his hand.
"Ow! Wha-" Kiro looked around at the outdoor scenery. He looked over at his bag of pretzels and let out a sigh of relief. "At least the pretzel's are okay."
The horse's hoof came out of no where it seemed and destroyed the flimsy bag of salty snacks. Kiro's heart broke as he stared at the crumbled bag.
"Watch where you're going, you oversized goat!" Kiro screamed at the horse. He had long decided he was dreaming from all the fatigue.
"That's rude. I mean, I'm technically a ram." Kiro turned to the voice that belonged to a man with ram like horns sitting in front of a caravan.
"Oh! I...um..." At a loss for words Kiro did what he always did. "I'm sorry, Sir." He apologized.
"Don't worry your head none, boy. Tell me something though, what's a young one like you doing out here near Divided Lake?" The ram man asked.
"Um... I'm not sure to tell you the truth. Where did you say we were? Divided Lake?" Kiro took one last longing glance at his squished bag of salty goodness before walking over to see the ram man better.
"You aren't one of the witch's men are you?" The fear in the older man's eyes said so much.
"N-no. I... Uh.. I drank too much and I think my friends might have played a prank on me. Only, I'm not sure where they would've gotten to. Can I ask a ride?" Kiro asked slightly sheepishly.
"Sure thing. Climb on up. Though, I'd consider getting new friends if I were you. Name's Ramathiandosia!" The ram smiled showing his teeth.
"Consider it done on the friend's part, but can I please call you Ramses?" Kiro asked slapping his hands together in a bow.
" Call me what you want, just don't call me late to dinner." Ramses laughed at his own joke while Kiro climbed in.