Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-39586542-20191129055033/@comment-36855838-20191129181253

It had been a fairly normal day for Harold Michaels, he had been standing in his bathroom, brushing his teeth, thinking of the breakfast he would rush to grab on his way to the car, and his favorite café in town, wishing he had the time to sit and eat there instead.

He could almost smell the fresh bagels as he was slipping on his coat, he closed his eyes as he stepped out of his front door-

and into his favorite café!

Looking about, Mr. Michaels was absolutely bewildered, and decided to simply take a seat by one of the large windows which overlooked the nearby lake.

To be continued.