As the huge, life-sized human-shaped cake was wheeled over, Thomas did not know where to put his face. He had been on the verge of death during his time at the west coast so many times, but he had never been this nervous and afraid.
When everyone was excited and clamoring, an accident happened.
For unknown reasons, the “head” of the cake suddenly broke and rolled down. With a splat, it fell on the floor and broke. Then, the whole human-shaped cake crumbled from top to bottom just like a stack of dominoes. It crumbled entirely, and a large piece of the cake was scattered all over the floor.
Splat. Splat. Splat.
That scene was both disgusting and shocking.
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