The Clementine Drill

Pip! A bright little clementine was wobbling across the breakfast table. I paused three hops away. Safe distance, yes, calculating the angle. Roll, wobble, tilt! It bumped a stack of cork coasters and swung right toward me. No freeze, no fuss—lean into the drift! Pop! I cushioned its roll with my soft side, turning the tumble into a clean, smooth curve. It nestled snugly beside the white ceramic bowl. Lineup locked. Drill complete!