Holiday Oranges (OTA)

Dec 02, 2009 14:43

Oranges. Mini-oranges. They were an incredible thing and a marvelous invention. Whoever thought about miniature oranges deserved some sort of reward. Not a big reward, mind you, and certainly nothing out of the Sheriff's pocket. After all, one didn't want the peasants feeling too good about themselves, did they?

Vaisey held a mini-orange in his hand, others stuffed and hidden aware in his various pockets. He peeled away the rind as he walked down the street, tossing the orange peel over his shoulder when he was done. Pulling a slice out of the ball in his hand, he began to munch away. Open mouth and everything.

streets, faramir

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