The morning sun peeked in, shining a spotlight on the toast awaiting its citrusy fate.
"Shall the marmalade spread, or will it be the buttered one that conquers?" she mused.
Suddenly, a waltz of marmalade and butter began. They danced—oh, the drama of it all! 🥴
"In the jar, the marmalade murmured tales of forgotten breakfasts," he whispered.
Ultimately, it was not the choice of spreads that mattered—it was the friends made along the way.
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