The Beta's Blind Date
The combined aroma of the toppings, sauce, cheese, and crust are too mouthwatering to resist.
“What are you even watching?” I ask her as I try to tune into her show.
“Some show where the humans get married as soon as they meet each other.”
I scrunch up my nose. “Why?”
“For money I think.”
“No, I mean, why are you watching it?” I laugh.
“Oh. I don’t know. Nothing else sounded interesting and I wanted something mindless,” she says with a shrug. “We should probably turn it off soon though,” she adds, glancing at her phone. “Unless you want to be a zombie at training tomorrow morning.”