Teeth sank into the juicy red velvety fruit as he walked down the sideway, heading towards his place now that he found himself with nothing to entertain himself with. Swallow. He hummed against the fruit, oh how he loved apples. He ran into a tumult of people, squeezing his way through feeling like he actually got himself into a maze. Bump. The fruit fell to the floor, rolling away from him. Static. That's how his body remained. His eyes followed the apple, moment after darting his gaze to the stranger. "You better run and get it or buy me one because if you don't, you better start praying, pal."











