The pie rises up to meet you and the edge of it just touches your nose before it falls down to the ground in a big mess.
*Cover your nose with pie, then hold it in front of your chin again*
The Little Girl frowns down at the mess, then shrugs and skips away.
Behind the wall the outstretched fingers of your right hand brush the edge of wood. If you could just inch your body a little more to the right, you could grab the edge and pull yourself free. You start to slide your body to the right as the next thrower steps up.
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