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Forbidden Fruit Cocktail - Leander 🍋

Improper use of fruit

Crime scene: The kitchen in a small family home near Glasgow.

Time of crime: Saturday, July 8, 2023, 5:36 p.m.

Victim: Fruit

Suspect: Leander Prewett

Interviewed by: Officers S. Sallow and G. Weasley

Secretary: A. Thakkar

Disturbed and curious at the same time, I reached for the file on the desk. I had a bad feeling. And a disgusted one at the same time. July 8 was the day of Garreth's pool party, to which we were all invited. Well, the cool people. And Leander. No idea if Garreth was just trying to be nice or if he really liked the pain in the ass. In any case, Leander was never invited to a party again after this incident. I took a deep breath and opened the file. It contained a few pieces of paper and a DVD with the words "Forbidden Fruit Cocktail Case" written on it in bold letters. I put the DVD in the drive of my laptop. The recording showed a dimly lit room. The image quality left a lot to be desired. As if it had been shot with a potato, but it was enough to make out the most important things. At a desk in the middle of the room, Leander sat on the left longer side of the table. At the head of the table was a laptop, ready to be used. Sebastian and Garreth sat opposite Leander.

Amit's face appeared before the camera, taking up almost the entire frame. He glanced at his watch before looking directly into the camera. "Sunday, July 9, 2023, 9:24 a.m. We begin questioning the suspect." He scurried to the seat with the laptop in front of it and cracked his fingers before putting his hands on the keyboard. Then he nodded to Sebastian and Garreth.

"Mr. Prewett, do you know why we called you in today?" Sebastian asked. He sat wobbling in his chair, his arms folded in front of his chest.

Leander raised an eyebrow and looked angrily at Sebastian. "Damn it, Sallow, what is this shit going on? Why are you acting like a detective? I don't know what I'm doing here." "The suspect seems upset. He seems to have an anger problem," Amit announced loudly, typing into his laptop. Leander gave him a warning look.

I grunted. The boys are a few complete idiots sometimes. But they're funny, complete idiots.

Garreth clicked his tongue and played with his wand. "Stop playing these games, Prewett. You know exactly why you're here." Leander shook his head. "I have no idea what your fucking problem is, man! You put a fucking sack over my head, tied me up and dragged me here. If anyone has done anything wrong, it's you three! You've lost your mind!"

Only now did I see that Leander's hands were tied to the chair behind his back. I rolled my eyes. That must have been Sebastian's idea.

Sebastian held out a hand and motioned for Leander to be quiet. "Now, take it easy. We didn't fuck fruit. You're the one with a problem here." Leander laughed. "That's why you attacked me, and now you're acting like you're detectives? Because I stuck my cock in fruit?" Leander lowered his head a little and looked at Sebastian from below. "Or is it because I was imagining fucking her?"

Wait a minute. WHAT?

Sebastian jumped up so forcefully that his chair tipped over backwards. He slammed both hands on the table and supported himself. He leaned forward threateningly. "You perverted pig, were you thinking about Charlotte?" Leander shrugged his shoulders. "It's not my fault that your girlfriend is hot." "You obnoxious wanker!" Sebastian started to jump, but Garreth held him back. "Keep calm, dude. If he doesn't get one, he'll just have to fantasize. The fact that Charlotte, of all people, got to be the object of his desire is shit, yes. But it's better that way than if he tries it with the real Charlotte, right?" Sebastian gave Garreth a gloomy look. Then he pointed his finger at Leander. "You will pay for this. I promise you that." Leander exhaled carelessly. "If you say so."