“Nah.” She took another healthy bite. “I like them lukewarm.”
I didn’t ask her anything else, but I did eye her for a bit as she continued to chow down.
“What does ‘chicharron’ mean?” I wondered after a few minutes as the sound of her slurping started to get to me.
“Pork?” She shrugged. “I think.”
“Oh,” I said. “What do they taste like?”
Because seriously, how could someone as cute and sweet as Charleigh do something so…disgusting?
She held out a forkful and said, “Want a taste?”
I looked down at the fork and said, “Is that a nipple?”
We both paused.
Charleigh leaned forward to get a closer look. “No?”
We both leaned closer until our eyes were only a few inches away from the nipple.
“That’s definitely a nipple,” I promised her.
She held it away from her like it had leprosy. “Surely not.”
“Surely so,” I squeaked. “Look, it even has a hole in the tip. Look.”
Her face turned a little green. “That’s…I don’t think it’s a nipple.”
“You can tell yourself it’s not a nipple, but it’s definitely a nipple,” I said as I Googled the beans. “Pork and beans. That’s a pig nipple.”
She gagged and thrust the can of beans at me, jagged edge of the can toward me.
I leaned forward to take the can just as the breakroom opened and Hershel called out, “Hey, y’all. What are y’all doing?”
It would’ve been fine had he come in the door normally.
But not Hershel.
I’d only worked with him a single day, but the man was a walking freakin’ disaster.
In only a few hours, he’d not only injured an employee, but he’d hung up the assembly line twice just by “observing.”
When he came into the breakroom, he barreled into the door that was at my back.
The force of the door hitting the back of my chair forced me forward, and like a B-horror movie, my arm went toward the jagged can lid. It took only a small slice, and then blood was practically spurting out of my arm in rhythmic pulses.
Each squirt of blood had me blinking in surprise.
What was worse was, each squirt of blood hit Charleigh in the face like Carrie, and soon she was dripping with it.
“Oh my god!” Charleigh cried out.
That was the last thing I heard before I all but melted out of the chair.
Creed
I all but ran into the hospital, my mind a meld of freaked out and detached that was slightly alarming.
