…then sneak it into the house
The Doclopedia #2,774
366 Days, 366 Paragraphs: #15
When he awoke, it was late at night. His leg felt much better, though still painful to stand on. The bleeding had stopped and the wound was well scabbed over. He was ravenously hungry, so he hopped on his good leg until he came to a roadfruit bush about 10 yards from the fountain. The thumb sized roadfruits were mostly ripe and he ate a dozen of them, savoring the sweet juice while he chewed.