Chocolate is meant to be eaten. Chocolate is made to be eaten. So why would anyone leave a piece?

Hannah stared at the lonely chocolate on the plate, her mouth was watering at the thought of it melting in her mouth. But despite all her fancies, it was her brothers chocolate, her brothers chocolate. The words had been drummed into her when her brother had come home with a basket full of all the sweets and chocolate you can imagine, while she was stuck with a 'Sparky school healthy bar'.

Suddenly Hannah's survival instincts took control, she grabbed out - the last piece of chocolate was gone.

Last chocolate grabbed.