Micky came down the stairs when Ellie was almost done cooking. "What you cooking there girly?" He asked, peaking over to see the steak. "Steak, a nice choice I must say, well anyways I should probably go to school. See you later." He said, grabbing an raw steak that she didn't cook yet. So he started to rip into it, his teeth easily ripping it. "I'll get your work and the alpha can help you." He said, mouth full of steak. As he walked he grabbed his bag, which made a sound like spray cans were in them.