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.
irishvampire13 — challenge: food fight