Equipoise
The Balance
Tyler's brain began paying attention at the words "lot of doughnuts" and interest was piqued at the word "share". He glanced up, about to say something, when some random guy bumped into him, jostling him and almost making him drop the box.
"JesusfuckingChristifyoumakemedroptheseIsweartoGodI'llripoutyour-"
"It's alright. I've been eating them like this for about...eleven years?" Tyler said, pocketing his phone and shrugging his shoulders. "In my opinion, if it ain't broke, don't fix it."
"This guy," Tyler thought to himself. "Seems to be a bit of a fuckwad."
"JesusfuckingChristifyoumakemedroptheseIsweartoGodI'llripoutyour-"
"It's alright. I've been eating them like this for about...eleven years?" Tyler said, pocketing his phone and shrugging his shoulders. "In my opinion, if it ain't broke, don't fix it."
"This guy," Tyler thought to himself. "Seems to be a bit of a fuckwad."