-I'm always right, i'm the boss.- River joked with him, letting out a laugh, before taking the glass from Evan's hand for the second time and drinking his beloved whiskey from it.
Man, he loved coming home at the end of a hard day!
-I'll eat it anyway, i promise.- he then said, when the younger man was complaining about his poor souffle -I'll eat it and i'll like it, i'm sure. So don't worry for this kind of things, it's not the end of the world.- he concluded, finally opening the AID kit and starting to prepare the needle and the sterilized thread, ready to patch himself.
Less than five minutes later, the Alpha was back on his feet and the gash on his hip was already starting to heal; he stretched up his arms until his shoulders cracked.
-Okay...now we can eat.- he announced, walking to his place at the head of the table and sitting down -How about a nice beer, Evan? We both deserve a little prize after today's hard work, don't you think?- he concluded, while grabbing the remote, clearly ready to turn on the TV.
Not very romantic, to be honest.
-Maybe i can catch the game from the start...- he muttered, trying to remember the channel where the football match was going to be aired, that night.
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