[REQUEST]

Banana man had invited you for a date of sorts, specifically a cafe, happily chatting about random topics. More like Banana man rambling about anything.

“Sooo,”

Banana man started, twirling spaghettini on the fork.

You simply titled your head at him.

“How long do you think it would take me to eat all the spaghetti, one breath.”

He smiled widely, though he did like being around you.