Watermelon.

He was cutting up a watermelon when I walked in to the kitchen, one of my favorite fruits of all of the fruits that one can eat. At the same time as my arrival to the kitchen two other people entered from different entrances (there are three), we all watched him as he cut the melon, he stopped doing what he was doing and started to converse with us, asking us various questions and telling us strange random things, he was being so slow it was so frustrating as we were so hot from being in the sun so long, the saliva in our mouths was already in action from seeing the humongous watermelon upon our arrival to the kitchen. He gave us each a large piece and cut some for himself, we got straight to eating it, each taking a huge bite of our slice of melon, we each ate our melon so fast, as if we had never tasted fruit before in our life’s, there was lots of slurping noises being made and watermelon juice trickling down faces combined with melon juice trickling down hands. That was probably one of my best melon eating experiences of my life.