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(15) When Someone Spills Food On You

Devin

It was Bring Your Own Cup Day at 7eleven. Devin and you were stoked because you brought your biggest cups from home, ready to fill up with slushie. The line was pretty long, regarding the day it was. Four people in front of you had a wide shallow bucket.

"Don't they have rules for that?" Devin whispers to you, and you both laugh. "That's literally the whole machine." You glance at the man who's been constantly filling the machine since you both arrived.

Finally they finished filling up the bucket, pretty high. The floor was wet and sticky, which led to one person slipping. The corner they were holding dipped, spilling a whole lot of slushie waist and down all over you.

"Oh my God." Devin can't help but bust out laughing. "Are you ok?" He can barely manage to ask. Another sentence and he might start choking. He couldn't stop laughing at the blue all over your clothes.

Daniel

You and Daniel went to your favorite fro-yo place at the mall. You go there a few times a month. After getting your fro-yo, you weighted the cups.

"Outside or in?" He asked.

"Outside." You replied. It was pretty nice out. You both sat at a table in front of the place. Mid-bite, yelling catches your both attentions.

"I'm done with you, Brandon! I swear to God you always do this!" The girl yells.

"Just stop exaggerating!" The guy yells back. She screams in frustration, then throws the cup of fro-yo. Fortunately, he ducks out the way in time, unfortunately it hits you right in the neck, and slides down your shirt.

"Yo what the hell?" Daniel is clearly upset. You start to giggle at everyone's faces.

"It's fine." You reassure him. The couple quickly apologize to you, but you wave off their accident.

"I don't know how you aren't beating the shit out of them right now." Daniel says and laughs, shaking his head.

Kevin

Kevin was getting extremely annoyed by the people taking a little longer with the food. Well a lot longer. You tried to tell him that it's fine, but he made it clear that it wasn't fine with him. Finally the food comes and the waiter with an apologetic look, which Kevin is unaffected by.

"Smile." You scold him. He sarcastically grins at you. Just then, someone bumped into the waiter and knocked the food all over you. You were about to laugh it off, but Kevin got pissed.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" He almost yells. The waiter rushes to clean you off. "Don't even. Just don't fucking even." They slowly backed off of you. "You know what, give me this." He takes one of the plates that fell on the table and has most of the food on it. "I'm taking this, we're not paying, and we're leaving."

He takes the plate and your hand, exiting the restaurant.

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