[ he leans back against her and picks up his fork, having a bite followed by a low hum of appreciation. it's as simple as it is good and he forces a few more bites before most of his energy is sapped, and he's leaning on her more heavily as he tries to convince his hand to lift to take another bite. frank shuts his eyes for a few seconds to try and reset himself, not even realizing he's practically falling asleep against her shoulder. ]
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