On the side of the aisle, there's a little box that's empty, all except for one, very odd looking fruit. It was roughly the size of an plum, with soft long hair covering it, almost similar to a koosh ball. It was a healthy red color, like a cherry. There was a small tag tied around a few strands of it's hair, labeled 'Storlekväxlare'. Simon has no idea what language it is, and even less of what that means, but he figures that'd it'd make an interesting night. He takes it to the self-check out, with the rest of his random items, and goes to scan the fruit. But finds no price to scan on the tag. Not wanting to waste time, he simply sets it down and rings it up as a banana. He packs the groceries, and heads back to the apartment.
On the way back, he thinks about what he'd like to do with the fruit. It wasn't exactly large, just enough really for two people to get a taste of it. And for all he knows, it could be utterly disgusting. He'd like to see Henry's reaction to eating it, but he'd also like to see Paula's too... but frankly, they both hate being around each other. Simon weighs both options, and finally...
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