“Almost there! The scores are almost a tie!”
Because we were neck-and-neck in the competition, Zoe watched us with bated breath, unwilling to let any detail escape her.
Carlos also watched nervously from the sidelines.
The intense competition attracted many onlookers. Gradually, we were surrounded by a curious crowd
“This is the last round. Caleb’s ahead by only 1 point!” Zoe exclaimed, red with excitement. “Hey, everyone! Since this is the last round, how about we up the stakes a little?”
“Yeah!”
The audience cheered.
“Okay! How about we have someone bite an apple? The apple will be the new target!” Zoe suggested enthusiastically.
Before the audience could react, Harlan immediately objected. “It’s too dangerous.”
“I beg to differ,” I said slowly.
Carlos took this as an opportunity to back me up. “I’ll be Caleb’s volunteer.”
Zoe was very satisfied with Carlos’s initiative. She nodded and asked the crowd, “And who is willing to be Harlan’s volunteer?” 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.𝘤𝘰𝘮
The audience looked at each other and stepped back in a tacit understanding.
It seemed that no one was willing to help Harlan. After all, these people had gathered here just to watch the fun; no one wanted to risk their lives.
After looking around with a disappointed expression, Zoe pouted and said, “If no one volunteers, Harlan will Lose by default.”
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But still no one moved.
Zoe began to countdown. Seeing that Harlan was going to lose just because he couldn’t find a volunteer, I suddenly felt bored.
I didn’t want to win by default.
“I volunteer.”
Suddenly, a gentle yet firm voice came from the door of the bar.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice. A beautiful she-wolf came into view. She was wearing a knee-length coat, and her wavy brown hair was a Little disheveled because of the strong winds. Her amber eyes shone brightly.
I was stunned. It was Debra!
