This Prompt coincided with a writing I received from my sister today, who shall be known as Incognito!😂 I know but it’s her wish. I thought this fit the Prompt, well, brilliantly. Thanks, sis!<<<<<<
She entered the room on a mission to revive the occupant. Loud uneven snorts came from the bed. Her foot crunched on a half-empty potato chip bag, just before she slipped on a banana peel , rammed her knee into the corner of the dresser and let out a string of unidentifiable grammar. Her teen-age son slept on undisturbed, oblivious to her pain. She fought the desire to commit justifiable homicide and limped out, slamming the door behind her. In the kitchen she took an ice pack from the freezer and began to assess the damage to the bruised knee, when an idea popped into her head. Hmmmm–ice cubes–the perfect revenge!