Drabble: Chocolate Troubles
He placed the bowl of chocolates before her.
“You have one hour to finish this.”
“One hour? I only need ten minutes.” She grabbed a chocolate ball and threw it into her mouth.
She opened her mouth and let the half-chewed chocolate roll off her tongue onto the table with wet plop.
His smile never wavered. “That’s disgusting.”
“Your chocolate’s disgusting,” she shot back, “Is this really chocolate?”
“My student made it. That’s his best batch.”
“Kick him out. He has no talent.”
“That’s my problem. You worry about finishing all this chocolates, or you’re hosting my graduation ceremony this year.”
Her face twisted at the thought of those chocolates in any place other than the rubbish bin it belonged in.
“Bon appetit.” His smile grew.
She picked up the disgusting ball of poison. Could she really take another bite?
She shoved it into his mouth instead.