“Apples..” Frankie would grunt, swallowing another apple. It's lunch and he brought so many apples..?! Well, he likes to eat a lot, of course. Fattie, heh.

You sat beside him, chewing your own food in silence. But then, suddenly, Frankie held out an apple in front of your face. You look at him, and he has that silly stupid smile placed on his face. “Eat.. apples are delicious.”

You shrug and take the apple, taking a bite.