”You say that, but I’m still gonna figure something out. If it wasn’t for you, I’d have died never eating anything but fuckin’ protein blocks.” he chuckled, finally relaxing enough to flop down on the opposite end of the couch. “And now, I might actually get the chance to eat steak one of these days.”
“What’s even in those protein blocks? You always make them sound so foul whenever you bring them up.” Now that he’s made himself comfortable on the other end of the couch, it’s easier for Bruce to reach over ad offer him some of the crackers he had been nibbling on before this conversation started. “You really want to eat steak that badly?”