Stealing my Friends food

      After a long hot day of competing. My friend and I go grab some lunch together at the on-site grill. All we can talk about, think about is food. The only thing that can satisfy our hunger. The line that is normally short is just taking double the time. Everything is taking so long and we are just so tired. Finally we can order. She orders chicken fingers with fries. We sit for a long time again feeling just starved. Then the food finally comes. Her chicken fingers just look fantastic and I want them.  Of course plum sauce, my favorite, comes with them. So I sit there craving only her chicken fingers. All I can look at is the chicken fingers on her plate with little container of plum sauce. She was eating so slowly. Until she got up announcing that she was thirsty. I watched her walk towards the counter. Of which now there is no line. As soon as her attention is on the drinks. I take the chance and reach forward to grab a chicken finger and give it a quick dip in the sweet, thick plum sauce. Just before she turns back I devoured it. A chicken finger had never tasted so good before.  So juicy, crispy, warm and sweet with the sauce.