“Your server will be right with you.”
Friends eagerly await,
as water slips off the tray onto their table.

Time begins.
12 blazin hot wings.
His nose hairs curl as the sauce swirls the air.

“5 minutes...”
Sweat drips off of his forehead,
His hands shake and flames rise in his eyes.

“4 minutes...”
At the 6th wing, he feels like vomiting.
His stomach wrenches as his small intestine turns.

“3 minutes...”
His face, as red as molten lava, explodes.
His friends scream wildly as he throws wings into his mouth.

“2 minutes...”
With taste buds destroyed,
He can see the light at the end of the tunnel

“1 minute...”
Shirt drenched in sweat, one wing remains.
One bite after another, 3, 2, 1.

“Time’s up!”
He has done it!
He conquered the Blazin Challenge.