nice weave //dontcallmejojo
She watched the girl in front of her with a curious eye, her interest piqued.
Tsubaki had arrived to the festival grounds earlier that day, intending on spending most of it picking flowers and having bright and lively conversations. Things that were reminiscent of the meanings of spring, in essence- it was nice, she thought, to have a festival with the purpose of banishing winter.
So here she was now, sporting a flower crown of daisies. She had settled herself into a comfortable position on a bench, watching the people milling around her curiously. It was interesting to watch the lives of others- how they behaved, how they thought... How they could possibly be convinced to give her money.
She noticed the woman after a few minutes on the bench- it was her hair, really, that drew Tsubaki's attention. It was done up in some strange style that she'd never seen before... And she had met a lot of people.
Perhaps this required a visit? Sure, it was just hair, but it was a better option than sitting around.
"Hello there, miss. I couldn't help but wonder what you're doing." a simple introduction. She didn't know what this stranger was like yet, so simplicity was a fine idea.