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.’’

 

‘’Alright.’’

The End

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