James dashed from one shady spot to the next, desperate to avoid the sunlight.
"What are you doing?" Hannah asked as she tried to keep up with him.
"I ... I had sun poisoning as a kid and ... I ... I must avoid it at all costs," he explained hastily.
"Really? That's so weird. I did, too!" Hannah replied. "But I can go in the sun as long as I'm covered. Try it! Your skin is mostly covered."
Hannah grabbed his arm and pulled him into the sun. She gasped as he started smoking then burst into flame. Soon all that was left was a pile of scorched ashes.
"No one expects the Hannah inquisition," she said with a smile then swept him into the jar with the ashes of her other conquests.
Word prompt: sunlight, smoking, scorched
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