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Piece of Cake

“You will regret this decision!” He warned as he was dragged off by the police. I was stunned. Never in my life had I been threatened in such a cliché way. Sure, being threatened happens often to me, but never in such a boring and commonly used way!
“Loser”, Katie coughed under her breath.
“Poor guy,” I sighed. “He never even has a chance!”
“A chance at what?” Katie scoffed as she ate the last crumb off her fork. “It was just cake!”
“Yeah, I know but-” I began before she cut me off.
“But what?! He tried to shoot you in the head because you didn’t want a piece of cake. CAKE” She exclaimed.
“I know. But he cut it all by himself!”

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