A Rolled-Up Receipt

A tiny white cylinder sat right beside a cool ceramic mug, and I just had to poke it! My paw tapped the curled paper edge, sending it rolling across the polished wooden surface. It made a faint rustling whisper with every tumble, stopping right at the edge. I leaned down close, twitching my ears as I gave it one more gentle nudge, watching it wobble in place without falling!