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PROMPT May 3rd What do you do you relax and unwind in the evening? Paint us a picture of your ideal relaxation  Collin eyed the crack in his only dinner plate. It seemed to be getting longer. And maybe even deeper. He ran a sharp yellow fingernail along the crack testing if the plate would give way. It didn't. So Collin decided the plate would last another day. Good thing, too, since he had no plans of thieving another any time soon. Well...he was, in fact, planning to snoop around the house at the end of the street set back in the woods where the leaves covered the dark, dark earth in a perpetual blanket of autumn. Maybe he could snatch one from there. He'd have to tiptoe very quietly but he was up for the challenge. He was plotting his course when the clock on the mantel chimed 6:59. Not 7:00. Definitely 6:59. Aha! It was finally time! Time for Collin to throw off his shoes, not that they very good shoes, and spread out his toes, not that they were pretty at all, and fall back on his couch, stolen of course, and enjoy his favorite thing on the planet. He snatched up a ragged TV remote. Most of the buttons were gone but that was okay because the two that remained clicked him over to the only two shows he watched. The only two that mattered. The only two he actually understood. He readied himself for the first half-hour of joy, adjusting a grimy pillow behind his greasy little head. He tapped his head with a nasty long finger and wondered what tonight's categories would be. And then... "THISSSSSSS...ISSSSS...JEOPARDY!" Collin squealed with joy. He jumped up and down as he tried to beat each contestant with an answer. Most of the time he was right. It was amazing how much he knew. And when he was wrong he jeered and booed and shook a fist at the screen. He even kept score. There was no telling how much money he could win if he actually qualified for the show. And when it was over Collin collapsed on the couch to catch his breath and wait for the next exciting show. "WHEEL...OFFFFF...FORTUNE!" Collin jumped from the couch and practically placed his snotty little nose on the screen. The wheel! The puzzles! The prizes! It was almost too much. Oh, but Collin wanted so badly to solve the prize puzzle and win a trip to anywhere out of the damp little cottage in the darkest part of the forest. That was really his dream. A trip out of nowhere to anywhere but here. He drooled on the screen as he thought of the trip. And when it was time for the Bonus Round Collin hugged his poor little TV set like it was a long lost friend. Not that Collin had any friends. But he cheered all the same. And when it was all over Collin gathered the remote and with the push of one button clicked off the TV. He stared at the dark screen for a moment or two. But he knew that tomorrow he'd be back for another hour of fun...the "Power Hour" he'd dubbed it. His ticket to unwind. |
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