One of those times when he’d watched it happen, knowing it was going to happen, waiting for it to happen in that split-second between the cause and the effect. Cause: glass slips out of soap-covered hands. Effect: glass hits bottom of sink, sending transparent shrapnel flying, making rainbows on the walls and in the bubbles.
Effect: glass slices soft flesh of the palm and all colors but red drop out of the rainbows.
Grr... you people are such a bad influence on me. Homework? What homework? Well, at least I got my missed lines assignment typed up. >_< My long monologue is a full page of text, Times New Roman, 12 point font. Argh. No wonder I don't know it at all.