You're killing me here.. *He's staring at the phone but you can easily tell he's not seeing anything on its screen, it's just a reflection for his thoughts as he fantasizes about all sorts of cake with plums, butter glaze, butter crumble, marinade and lemon filling. A drop of saliva is slowly making its journey from his bottom lip to chin and further down till it dropped on his phone, startling him. He finishes the post, opens up a twinkie and fires his imagination up again*