Warning: Graphic Depictions of making fries are below. Read at your own risk.
Fries, he loved them. He loved them more than anything, even Kagehina his favourite ship. He watched as his wife slowly lowered the raw potatoes into the pot of boiling oil. His eyes stayed on the to-be fries. He watched as the boiling oil engulfed the potatoes. He didn't even notise the string of curse words coming out of his wife's mouth when the hot oil splattered onto her hand. He watched while she let the potatoes fry and watched when she took them out of the pot and put them onto a paper towel and soaked some of the grease off of them. He watched as she put some salt and seasoning onto the fries and put them on his eagerly awaiting plate. He picked up a fry and bit into it, savouring the flavour. The salty, spicy flavour exploded on his taste buds and he let out a moan of delight. He truly loved fries more than anything, even his wife.
Author's Note: 163 words of pain. Enjoy them Jay.
