“Huh” she thought, “I didn’t notice this chip before.”
There was an impressive collection of mugs on her wall, and
she used a different one every day.
The chip was small and on the handle of the mug, but as
she rinsed it, it got bigger.
Perplexed, she set the mug on the counter, watching it
with a definite side-eye.
With the tiniest crackling, the handle quietly crumbled
onto the countertop.
She was letting out her breath when the entire mug exploded,
and there was barely time for her to drop to the floor before every other mug
followed suit.
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