Fries was usually blunt was unkind, not really caring about what others thought—whether it was about him or other things.

When it came to you, however, he couldn’t seem to not care. He usually found himself paying attention every time you opened your stupid little mouth. It was infuriating, really. Why did he care so much about you and your opinion?

He couldn’t seem to keep away from you, either. He would always hope you two were on the same team when those are built. His eyes would also search large crowds to see if you were part of them. It was stupid. Well, for him, at least.

Either way, here we was again, listening to your every word as you both make your way around the abandoned town of Yoyle City. His eyes never left you, half lidded and glued to your every movement. Why? He doesn’t know. But he was too busy actually listening for once to care at the moment.