His minute steak was tough and chewy, the chips were too greasy, and the ketchup wasn’t Heinz. He put down his knife and fork halfway through the meal. Kirsty, he noticed, was racing through her scampi, putting two in her mouth at once at one point. She slapped her knife and fork together, gulped down the dregs of her Coke, accepted a five-pound note from her dad’s wallet, and left.
Ah yes. Gray being a normal protective brother about a concerning 19 YEAR OLD ADULT WANTING TO HANG OUT WITH A `15 YEAR OLD das suspicious 😗and the fact kristy is DEVOURING THAT MEAL TO BE WITH MARK IS HILARIOUS 🗿
