sonic finds a coin

I skidded beneath the low shelf of the coffee table, looking for a smooth spot to cool my boots after that sofa vault. That's when a dull, rounded glint tucked under the carpet edge caught my eye! I hooked my curved fingers under the stubborn fabric, tugging with all my plastic might until it flipped up. There it was—a thick copper coin resting flat against the floor. I braced my feet and pushed against its ridged edge, rolling it across the polished boards like a heavy wheel until it clinked against a table leg. It's way heavier than my steel washer, but this weight gives it serious rolling power!