Possessing The Gamma: The Silver Run Series
Once he has finished, he wipes his hands off, grabbing the phone he opens YouTube, his fingers flying across the screen.
Picking the top thumbnail, he hands me the phone to watch, while he washes his hands again. He seasons the steaks he removed from the packages; the commercials ending and a British man yelling bleeds through the speaker. It only takes me five seconds to realize why Matt likes the man. The insults he hurls reminding me of him when he’s training warriors.
“He could be a gamma,” I comment, giggling at his latest insult to a fellow chef.
“I’ve always thought that!” Matt says, as he places the food in the different pans, seasoning as he goes.
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