April 20th, 2005

constantine

At Hand

At HandDavid took his tray to the back of the cafeteria, far away from the on-going furore.

He poked suspiciously at his lunch, it was brown and lumpy, further than that he couldn't say. Sighing in resignation, David reached for his drink, but the carton was hit by a stray orange. Chocolate milk splashed over his shirt.

It was the last straw. Pushing the tray aside, David grabbed a weapon and stalked into the crowd.

When security finally arrived to disperse the troublemakers, they made an unexpected discovery. It was the first time they'd seen an eye removed with a spork.

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