Chapter 3"There's no nuts!" Matt raged over the noise of intense black-metal music blaring from the kitchen stereo. "How am I supposed to do a vegetarian option if there aren't any f*****g nuts for a nut f*****g roast!"
Ryan bit his tongue. The only way to deal with Matt when he was like this was to take a deep breath and stay calm. "How about grabbing some peanuts from the bar?" Ryan shouted over the music.
"It'll taste like s**t!" Matt replied.
Forcing himself to sound cheery, Ryan said, "I'm sure you can add something to make it all right."
Matt huffed and frowned, but Ryan could see he was thinking about it. Thank God. Hopefully that was one crisis averted. It was still early. Being Sunday meant the supermarkets wouldn't open for a while yet, and Matt had to concentrate on cooking
