Brody stopped and moved the soda away from his lips for a second. Looking closely, be barely noticed something moved in the dark beverage.
"What the..." He started as he examined it closer, this time whatever it was looked to flailing around. Brody let the bottle rest so the liquid would settle back in the middle and walked over to the kitchen counter. Setting the bottle on the counter, he reached up into one of the cabinets and pulled out a small glass. Carefully, Brody tilted the bottle and started to pour its contents into the glass, waiting for the mysterious speck to emerge from the fizz.
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Josh struggled and the plastic prison he was in shifted one way and another, causing huge waves of soda and fizz to pour over him. Josh clung on to the crumb with all of of his might, hoping that it would keep him afloat in this acidic environment. Suddenly, his whole world was flipped as the somewhat calm ocean of soda turned into a mighty torrent. Josh screamed as the soda flowed out like a waterfall, crashing down into a cup below.
Josh coughed as the fizz started to clear and he began treading soda. The crumb he was using as a flotation device seemed to have been washed away, at least it wasn't anywhere he could see across the bubbling surface of the drink. Looking up, Josh saw the face of Brody. He started flailing his arms around as much as he could in an attempt to catch his dark brown eyes.
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After the fizz finally cleared Brody looked down at the drink. He had poured most of the remaining soda into the glass, so if something was in there it would be in this cup. After looking carefully for a few seconds, Brody...
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