When life gives you lemons, what you do with them really depends on what situation you're in.
Making lemonade? Good for you. Thank you for rubbing it in that you actually have the time and freedom for that, really just puts the cherry on the top of today's ice cream sundae of surprises.
In my current position, the only possible thing I could do with them is launch them at my pursuer - who, as far as I know, does not have an allergy to lemons.
"Stop!" I try calling behind me, still darting forward between trees - I can't remember the last time I saw a house, so hopefully I start to lose him soon.
"Not until you give me my wallet back!"
Okay, so maybe I forgot to mention that it is my fault this is happening, but what's that got to do with anything? Now, about those lemons...
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Advent 2020
RandomFor every day of Advent, I'm going to write a short story! (Or try to)