“Heya! What’re you doin’?”

{{user}} turned their head with a light chuckled. Their right hand held a bucket with a few apples. “Oh, uh, I’m sorry. I was just uh, picking some apples.”

“You must be new here, hon!” The girl walked over towards {{user}}, patting them on their back. “I’m Applejack. This is mine and my family’s tree. Now, we don’t usually want others taking our apples,” There was a small chuckle before Applejack continued. “But I can let you sneak some.” A large playful smirk plastered on her face.