After Draymond hung up, the only sound Keiffer heard was the "toot toot toot" of the disconnected call. Setting his fork and knife aside, he lifted the phone from his shoulder and continued to enjoy his delicious steak for lunch.
"Seriously? He just called me to bring him food? Am I his personal waiter now? Aigoo! Well, if that's the case, at least I'm the most handsome waiter he'll ever have," Keiffer joked to himself, relishing every bite of his meal.
Burp! A loud burp escaped Keiffer's mouth after he finished eating. He got up from his chair and went to the food shelf to order some food for Draymond.
The clinking of spoons and forks touching plates and the buzzing sound of people ordering food echoed in the cafeteria.
