H is for Stupid
Author's notes: Just a little piece while I wait to do my bit in sunglow66's Temp trilogy.
"I dare you."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, or are you too chicken to do it?"
Jim listened to the by-play between Blair and H and wondered if Blair's sense of self-preservation would kick in anytime soon.
"Whether or not you think I'm chicken doesn't matter to me." Ah, common sense had prevailed.
"I'm not that stupid." Good boy, Chief.
"You are chicken." H crowed, rubbing his hands together.
"Think what you like," Blair shrugged and glanced across to the break room where Rhonda and Megan were squaring off, "I am not going to take the last piece of chocolate cake."
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