“It’s mine,” she wheezed, breath coming fast as she tugged on the packet.
“I believe you are misinformed, this particular packet is mine.” He said, pulling at the treat.
“Give me the stupid – ” she started, a scream escaping her lips before she fell to the floor with a thud. The sound of the plastic bag splitting filled the room before a gentle cascade of roasted crisps dropped from the sky.
” I curse you. From now till forever let all your packets hold the misery os squashed crisps.”