But regardless of the scene, Base walks straight over to the stove and looks down at the meat. “Where’d you pull that from?” He reaches for a piece, but my dad snatches his wrist. “Unless you’ve decided to take up cannibalism, I highly suggest you keep your filthy paws off.” It takes Base a second to click, and then he backs away in disgust. “Oh, what the fuck? You’re cooking bits of Archie?”
