@chdal !
he'd only disappeared for a minute. it was long enough to return back with two cups of watermelon punch, balanced in each of his hands and an equal smile to match. "look, aren't these huge?" admittedly, he had been hanging around dal-rae's booth mostly to sneak as many bites of raindrop cake as possible, but he did need something to wash it all down. the other stall had been half in the corner of his eye for the past hour, anyways, and he'd been wanting to try it all day, and sneaking off was easy, in-between customers.
"here, the guy gave me another one. why don't you take a little break? it tastes really fresh." hyeonju leans against one of the stall's posts while he hands it over, sipping from his own. if he did actually buy the extra punch, he'd never admit it- how many years of this festival had he missed out on, anyways? he might as well make the most of it now that he can. "he said he picked the watermelons this morning, said he grew them all himself. biggest watermelons i've ever seen, honestly, i wish i could buy one to take to my grandparents." he wonders if they'll make their way down to the festival from the outskirts, at least for the lanterns. knows his grandma told him she used to wish for him every year- and wonders what wish she'll send along, now, that he is. "is it good? i even gave you the one that had extra pieces in it."