Cake

It was a hot and sunny afternoon at a whopping thirty-four degrees Celsius. I walked into the kitchen to get some refreshments from the fridge but there was nothing cold enough. I checked the freezer and to my surprise there was cake but not just any cake, it was Ice Cream cake that my cousins had made for my grandmother for Mother's day. The obvious problem was that it was given quite long ago. I had forgotten all about it and told no one about too. The cake was probably without a doubt expired and rotten within the first week it was in the freezer. However, the slices of cake looked as good as they were a couple months ago so I decided to grab a fork and dig into it. It definitely cooled me but it was quite tasteless. On a scale of one to ten, I'd give it a 3 and a half; because it was cold. After one slice, I stopped because it was the best decision to not continue eating expired cake. I placed the cake back into the freezer and went to do what I usually do during afternoons. Luckily, I did not get any stomach aches or food poisoning.