17: Namor McKenzie (by Namor)

A rumbling stomach confirmed that he could eat half a fridge full of food but he noticed that his roommate was less than friendly so he resisted the urge to go with him to dinner. He would rather veat alone than be where he wasn't wanted. He was bound to find someone he had more in common than some skinny rich kid who pranced around thinking he was chocolate instead of a shit emoji.

Namor left his room after a curt goodbye and headed to the refectory. He was wearing his jacket but his white shirt wasn't tucked in and his shirt tails hung along both sides. He wasn't wearing the required pants either but they were form hugging jeans.

He grabbed a tray and began piling on an assortment of foods that must have easily hit 4000 calories. He was trying to eat light.