/he grumbles, going inside before being seating at a secluded booth, pulling a banana out of his bag and grimaces at the thought of what he's about to do/
me...
/he mumbles, starting to peel the banana and furrows his brows, not quite sure how to approach it but hoping his imagination can help him through, he the tip of the banana gingerly, dragging his tongue down the fruit slowly before taking three quick bites until it was finished and he rushed out of the restaurant, knowing he could never return again/