Denial

80 4 5
                                    

Mark searched the coffee table in the studio with frantic eyes. He could have sworn he'd put the last chocolate biscuit next to his steaming cup of tea.

"Where's me biscuit?" Mark said, turning to his band mates, sounding a little forlorn.

Howard's cheeks were bulging as he quickly chewed the biscuit he'd put in to his mouth whole, chocolate evident around the corners of his mouth.

Howard swallowed dramatically.

Gary giggled silently at the mixing desk, not daring to make eye contact with his band mates.

"No idea mate" Howard said nonchalantly, his shoulders shrugging as he contained his laughter.

DrabblesWhere stories live. Discover now