Ovi The Snake

May 8th, 2019. The pens get back into the groove of things after defeating the Caps in the 2nd round. Ovi was obviously pissed. So pissed, in fact, that he killed one of the pens' teammates!
It all happened very late at night, when everyone was supposed to be gone, but just 2 remained in the pens' locker room: Ovi and Letang. Letang, in case you were wondering, got the GWG (Game-Winning-Goal) that night, and here's where the weirdness comes in.
"W-what are you doing?! Get away from me!" Kris objected. Ovi could've cared less. All that mattered now was one thing: dinner.
"This is for the empty-netter." With that, a cryptic sight appeared (or at least was about to): Ovi "hugged" Kris, his grip on his midsection growing more and more forceful.
"N-no! Let, me, GO!"
Tighter,
"Owww! OW!"
...and tighter,
"*gasp* Ooh! The pain! The-"
...and *SNAP!* went Letang's spine. Kris's life dwindled away, visually as his eyes fluttered shut, audibly as he groaned softer and softer.
Perfect. Not hard at all. Ovi thought. Now, dinner is served.
His jaw enclosed upon Kris's hair, sinking down until the entire head was hidden. Ovi shut his eyes, so he could concentrate on the hardest part: the body. His lips stretched to house the shoulders, arms, torso, and legs, in that order. By the time his feet were entering, Ovi managed to choke out an "Oh, yeah, that's it." right before they slid right in. Ovi completed the task by gulping Kris down, feeling his corpse inch down to its acidic, digestive juice-laden doom.
"Ahh. Wasn't that a meal?" he thought to himself, grabbing his things, and was ready to leave the locker room/arena, when he ran into the man of the hour: Sid Crosby.

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