Samantha reached to the table to grab an apple only to realize they weren’t there. “What?” She said to herself and went upstairs to ask her brother if he knew if they were out. “George!- what are you doing?” She said looking at her little brother. George had all the apples in his hands lining them up, “just watch.” He said. And with that he grabbed a bottle and flung it at one of the apples, successfully pushing them all the the wall and crushing them. George stood in place, a pleased smile on his face. Samantha rolled her eyes “you better clean that up.” She said Before rewatching for her phone to call her mom to inform her they were out of apples.
Is that good?
