At my cross country meet yesterday, they had snacks for us. After the race (after placing 6th on my team, which was the goal!) we were hanging out and I went to get a granola bar, but the box was empty. Instantly, this kid named Grant (who’s the goofiest kid on the team) grabbed a granola bar out of his pocket with no hesitation and gave it to me. Bro was a real one.
I’m not sure why that stuck with me, but it was super cool.
You were granted a granola bar