❝In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth.❞ —Rachel Carson 

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"Um, hello, anyone there?"

"This is some weird customer service you've got going on here."

"So tell me, Fine-Apple-Guy, what do you have in stock?"

"I thought you were low on cantaloupe."

"Okay. I'll place an order for uh... Everything here is vegan-friendly, correct?"

"I know, I'm just making sure. Sometimes that info's all in the fine print. You might be surprised."

"Yeah, I'll take uh... two pounds of mangoes."

"654 Holloway Street, Letterman, Florida."

"Kale Bosworth."

"... If you think I haven't heard that joke before, you are remarkably thick."

"Yeah, apparently I do."

"Can we please just get on with this?"

"Excuse me? I just want a snack, man. I'm basically broke; I don't have money to just throw around. Who do you think I am?"

"Do you get a lot of complaints about your mangoes?"

"Any other pressing questions?"

"Um, excuse you?! What gives you--fruit vendor guy--the right to know details like that about my personal life?"

"..."

"How exactly do you know her, anyway?"

"Well, if you're gonna ask for details about my relationship, we need to become friends first, which means I need to hear your side of the story. Fair?"

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a/n: fine apple now has 40k reads! can't believe it. thanks all <3

tina