"It's still in the way," Kirstie says, pointing to the large, marble statue ruining the shot.
Scott smirks. "Need a big, strong man to move it for you?"
Kirstie rolls her eyes.
"Guess that's me," Kevin says, rolling up his sleeves. "'Cause you ain't swole enough."
"Hey!"
"We'll never wrap if either of you two idiots gives yourself a hernia," Mitch says. "Move it together."
"Fine." Scott grabs one side, Kevin grabs the other. "Ready?"
"One."
"Two."
"Three!"
They both push with all their strength... and land flat on their faces.
"Huh," Kirstie says, knocking on the fallen statue. "Plastic."
Thoughts?
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A Drabble A Day
FanfictionA 100-word drabble written for every day in Sept 2017 as part of the September Pentatonix Creator's Challenge 2017 #SePTXCC17