Nature Calls (DeusExMachina)

‘’Mars Bar?’’


‘’Thanks man.’’  With a single practiced motion he peeled the wrapper and dropped it on the floor.


‘’How do you do that?’’


‘’Don’t worry about it,’’ he’d said around a Mars Bar.


‘’Uuuuh...alright.’’  The table began to shake violently.


‘’Oh balls,’’ he’d said, flipping open the phone and answering with bland pleasantries.  A woman’s voice sounded vaguely on the other end, and his face went pale.


‘’Dude, what’s up?  You look like you shat yourself.’’


He paused a moment, then leaned over and pocketed the wrapper.  ‘’Uuuh...don’t worry about it.’’



The End

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