Sad Satsuma

At work, we get a fruit delivery on a Tuesday. 5 pieces in a bag for £1. As I can't eat citrus, I bring the satsuma/clementine/tiny orange thing, home for The Boy. This one had been squishy when I got it, so by Thursday it was more than a little sad. He didn't seem to think there was anything sad about it so it got a face to prove him wrong!