Eating the colors separate
You’re so obsessed with Skittles you eat each color like it’s a different person.
I eat Skittles like they’re my friends. The purple one is my best friend. The orange one is my nemesis. The green one just stares at me.
He eats Skittles like each color is a different person. The red one is loud. The blue one is quiet. The yellow one is always late.
She eats Skittles like they’re her exes. The pink one is the one who broke her heart. The black one is the one who still texts her at 2 a. m.