Hamburger [Lizy][/tlvg/]

>It’s the Summer Loud Cookout
>”Foods on!” Lincoln shouts from the grill, wearing an apron that says ‘Mister Good Lookin’ is Cookin’.
>Every herds around the table.
>Lizy is able to push through the legs and get seated.
>Her mom appears over her shoulder. “What do you want, sweetness? Hotdog or hamburger?”
>”Not the puppy...”
>”Lizy, they’re not made out of dogs.”
>”Oh! I’ll have a hamburger, just to be safe!”
>”Okay, I’ll be right back.” Lana says.
>She comes back momentarily with a hamburger, no tomato, no cheese, lettuce, and extra ketchup.
>”Thanks, mommy!”
>”No problem, dear.” She says as she walk away with a burger and a six pack.
>Lizy picks up the burger, nearly the size of her mouth, even if she opened it really really wide!
>She moves it close to her mouth and the patty starts to slide.
>She stops and repositions, and then reattempts her approach, but again it slides.
>She grumbles and then tries to hold the patty there with her finger.
>But it starts dripping grease on her, so she wipes her finger on her shirt, she looses grip with only one hand on the burger.
>The patty falls out and onto the paper plate, where it bounces on it side and down on the ground.
>Lizy then cried, because for the first time she knew heartbreak