Doughnut Monster

I sigh.
Sitting to my right is a see through plastic container, displaying honestly the last doughnut from the pack of four. Half eaten, the icing long gone, the doughnut sits dismal and quite unappeitizing. But, just with a glance, the emotion of this ice-less ring is largely apparent. It wants to join the fate of it's brothers and sisters, and no matter how hard this journey might be, I have to take the challenge, in order to honour itself and it's forefathers. I lift the lid, and snatch it from it's prison. A moment later, and the duty is done.