“Hot chocolate anyone?” asked Joe as he came out of the kitchen with a tray full of mugs. Nick and I were sitting on the couch watching television. Everything was back to normal.
“Sure,” said Nick. Joe started to walk towards us when I noticed a huge puddle on the floor.
“Joe!” I yelped and he came closer. Everything seemed to be in slow motion.
“What?” he said as he slipped and the tray went flying. The mugs shattered on the floor and hot cocoa splattered all over Nick and I. Ouch. That was gonna leave a mark. Or a burn.