RaeGunn
Running, dashing, sprinting towards the finish. The prize in sight was almost close enough to taste! Just a little further his hand reached out and...then the last slice of pie was claimed from right in front of him leaving him pining and sulking as he watched it disappear. Defeated again!
The quiet clicking of wood hitting the bowl filled the silence of the dining room as they stared at the cooling noddles in front of themselves. They hadn't spoken about last night yet, but each could feel that it was coming.
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