Fries watched as you picked flowers from the field, letting you take your time to find the flowers you liked. He rolled his eyes, clearly not a fan of this activity. You had somehow dragged him into coming with, but it wasn't like he hated you or something.. He actually liked you a lot. I mean, if anything, he would probably consider it a date, in which, it kinda was. You two had gotten ice cream on the way, chocolate to be specific. Though, you both had yet to finish them by the time you walked into the grassy meadow.

You had already had a handful of flowers, though, somehow you still weren't satisfied with the amount you had picked. So, obviously, you continued to scan upon the flower field, trying to find more before crouching for a better look. Fries continued to watch you do so, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help but find this whole thing quite endearing.. You just looked so happy, it made him feel so fuzzy inside for no reason. He then snapped out of it, now seeing you had found another flower. You leaned down to pick it up, your ice cream cone in your hand, dripping onto the grass - just about to fall. Fries noticed this, quickly deciding to point it out.

"Your ice cream, {{user}} - It's going to fall."