@waterblossoms || Block Harbor was still bustling with the leftover tourists from the New Year, and for once Roslan didn’t mind the noise. Anything was better than the unbearable silence of the house, even if it was cawing gulls and dozen overlapping conversations of where’s the trolley museum or oh take my picture here! or do you think we’ll see the mayor? at once, and he needed the fresh air.
He’d never actually looked closely at the shops here. Most of them were obviously geared towards tourists looking to buy souvenirs, but Roslan still found something fascinating about the kitschy straw dolls and shell necklaces. He had just reached for a snow globe of Hazel Point when his wrist bumped into someone else’s, and he looked up with a “sorry” immediately loaded, but he held back when he saw who it was. “It’s G... Giulia, right?” Roslan hedged, managing a smile at the familiar brunette. His eyes dropped back to the snow globe. “Oh. You can have it if you wanted it, I was just looking.”
