Keno shot him an annoyed look and muttered, "This guy is too thick-skinned. I'm starting to regret worrying about him. Sometimes, I wish I didn't have to deal with his nonsense."
"Why is everyone so quiet?" Keiffer exclaimed, plopping himself on the couch and crossing his legs. "Aish! Why are you both staring at me like you want to eat me whole?" he complained, narrowing his brows and glaring at Draymond and Keno.
Without hesitation, Keno walked up to him and gave the back of his head a good smack, saying, "Shut up. You're so loud!"
"Aww," Keiffer groaned in pain, rubbing the back of his head and shooting annoyed looks at Keno.
"What's your problem, Keno?"
"You,"
"What? Me?" Keiffer exclaimed in disbelief, pointing at himself.
"You're so loud! Do you realize that you've done something that puts someone on the brink of death, huh?" Keno blurted out, grabbing Keiffer's collar.
