closed starter ➝ @hxnkbrxmson
location ➝ farmer’s market, morning, may 29th
The farmer's market was crowded even in the early morning hours of a Sunday. Mei walked past a stand for flowers, smiling at the older woman making bouquets politely and admiring the colorful petals displayed. Even though Spring was slipping away into stifling heat, today was pleasantly cool and allowed the lawyer to wear her sunhat and still enjoy the breeze while she perused the market.
Although she could always get her fruits and other produce from the grocery store, Mei had been going to the farmers market with her grandmother since she was younger and had carried on doing so even after she moved out. It was nice to see the familiar faces, at the very least. She came to a stop in front of a stall, next to another person browsing, looking over the items and offering a quiet greeting.
“Good morning.”







