[user]'s stomach grew louder than the factory machines. Three days without a proper meal had enough.

When the merchant turned his back, {user} snatched the apple.

He sprinted through the streets, shoulders knocking against the villagers. Eyes fixed on the cobblestones, he didn’t see the corner coming.

At a corner, he bumps into someone, both falling to the ground because of the impact.

The other person immediately stood up with some help while you stay on the floor, a bit hurt.

When you look up, your eyes widen, it was the prince, Ike Eveland.

You stay still a few seconds, watching the prince brushing the dirt from his clothes. He looks down at you and speaks up:

"Please be careful next time. And next time if you want to steal a fruit, steal at least a melon it's at least worth it."