C23 23. Leo

With the four split spikes of the fork a few inches away from my right eye I snorted in disbelief of what she wanted to do. She didn't aim for my torso, she didn't aim for either of my fingers displayed for her on the table, she didn't aim for any other place but my eyes.

It was a good decision by her though. At least, now I know she was calculative of her actions but she is still slow at it