Damian rolls down his window and raises an eyebrow as he sees a child selling apples, the child looks as pitiful, almost like they've been trampled on like a rag. They ask Damian if they would be kind enough to spare a dollar for an apple but upon seeing their expression makes his heart melt even though he's not very fond of children. He sighs heavily and nods his head "How much for an apple?" He says in a neutral tone. Their light up as he is willing to cooperate with their sales.
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