fated for : @niightshde ⋆ ogawa , yukiko .
location : the strawberry fields.
the wind whistling through the strawberry plants is not the kind that provides respite from the heat. its warmth makes it seem viscous, like a warm bath. regardless, she picks on, hoping to gather enough to skive off her strawberry duties for the rest of the week. she had a date with a new book — the bell jar by sylvia plath. the potential approach of a child of demeter sparks anxiety, her heart rate picking up ever so slightly as a shadow falls over her. " i know i'm rushing, but — " she pauses, slowing her hands, picking with a more gentle purpose. " i haven't broken any stems, so. " so she didn't want to hear it. she lays out her defence like a lawyer in court, not looking up from the task at hand. sylvia awaits.