“What’s this? It looks like a chocolate sprinkle, is it a sprinkle?” He said.
I extended my hand and he dropped the small black speck into my outstretched palm. I had to peer down close and determine the strange substance. What would a chocolate sprinkle be doing in a gym?
“No, sorry, it’s not a sprinkle. It’s just a piece of black plastic,” I said.
“Oh,” He said. He took the speck back and held it in his hand for a moment more, scrunching up his face and pondering.
“So does that mean we shouldn’t eat it?” He finally asked.
Laughing: “No, definitely don’t eat it,” I said.
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