Novel & Cerita If You Were A Fruit You'd Be A Fineapple

What if I wake up back in my cold and torture room, hungry like always? I drink a new liquid. I bite into an apple without even wiping the peach syrup from my face. The sharp sweet taste makes me moan very loudly. When was the last time I had fresh fruit? Mum would always give the fruits and Leah would eat apples in front of me, slowly, describing how delicious they were while I sat there starving…

Luckily he was online and was typing. “What’s up? You okay?” He replied. Maybe he was actually worried about me, if he didn’t care maybe he would have cut me off just like Ian said. My fingers hovered over the keyboard. Should I tell him I’m fine? Ask why he disappeared? The words tangled in my throat before they ever made it to the screen. “I’m okay,” I typed finally, adding a shaky smile emoji, as if that could smooth over the cracks. “You?” His bitmoji came up in chat, typing, stopped, then blinked again.

I walked down the stairs to grab a snack from the kitchen and saw Ethan gorging on an orange. “Should’ve known you’d be here,” I teased Ethan and plucked an apple from the basket. I took a big bite and sighed. “You guys have the best fruit,” I mumbled around my apple. Ethan smirked at me while he chewed an orange slice, clearly enjoying my response. “I told you that I loved food. Only the best will do,” he laughed, finishing off his orange. Well, I could definitely get used to this. What type of apples were these anyways? Each bite was sweet and crisp.

I shook my head. "Well no. Cos the only fruits inside the fridge are bunch of bananas that belongs to sienna. Since she likes to suck on one every morning, why don't someone just get her a dildo or something to suck on instead of stocking up the fridge with bananas. Some of us have other favorite fruits." He loudly chuckled and I realized a minute too late of what I just said. Oh well. Its already been said, so who cares? "Did you just say dildo?" I folded my arms across my chest.

"Let's actually pick some. I'm thinking we should fill both baskets. We can make pie or something." "We?" "Well, I'll make pie. You can supervise and eat the filling." I laughed again. "That sounds about right." We moved through the orchard together, picking apples and tasting them and arguing about which varieties were best. Miles was team Honeycrisp, while I found myself partial to the Fuji— they were sweeter, less tart, the kind of apple that made you want to eat three in a row and not care about overfilling yourself. The basket was getting heavy, filled with the apples we'd selected carefully, when Miles suddenly grabbed my hand.

Cleo mumbled putting seven bloody red apples on the fruit basket. "I know you, I know your favorite fruit is apple, a shy type of a person, but you can be funny at times when you need to speak, I know that you are not the typical girl who has all the courage to start a conversation, but if you do, I know it'll make sense, I'll make sure it'll make sense, you can fit into a suitcase, think fast but never bother to solve any mathematical equation, you cook delicious breakfast but need the sun to be in the full show to do that because you're a morning person and you woke up in such an ungodly hour just to watch the sunrise on the apartment's window. You see. I know you." He laughed after he sai

He nodded towards them. “Oranges are addictive though. Thousand years ago no one could exist without their morning OJ’s.” Darius frowned slightly. “Did not understand that at all. But if you are asking me, I choose apples.. It’s very simple. Oranges are very bright, flashy and... bright and flashy does not mean anything good. Once one of us tried a huge bright red mushroom and ended up with food poisoning.” “Apples are red.” Nicolai picked up one. “They Are red and flashy....”

I admit it, I'm attracted to this woman. “May I know your name, Miss?” I asked seductively. “Apple.” A small grin played on my lips when I heard her name. Apple is my favorite fruit. Starting tonight, I will always remember her every time I eat an apple, which is every day. It will be like I'm eating her too. “Apple. What a beautiful name, just like you. Didn't you say earlier that you might not get to heaven if you’re still a virgin?” She nodded at me while keeping her eyes closed.

Onur-Love wins, and the forbidden apple is sweeter than everything, only we know that because we experienced it. Lenor-Let everyone gets such love.

Minimalist yet sophisticated. Anyways. A shiny red apple caught my eyes as my stomach grumbled again. It was a matter of a second as I quickly grabbed the apple. Atleast this wasn't drugged. Biting the fruit, the sweet flavored nectar cascaded down my throat and I closed my eyes in bliss. God! I was so hungry. In less than a minute, I had finished the apple. My hunger was now on hold. Throwing the remains away, I was about to grab a banana when I heard his voice.