“Let’s go browse all the stands.”
spring festival starters! // @yhkahi
“all of them?” she asked, shocked. her mouth hung open. it was supposed to be a normal day. get up, go to the beach, work, surf, and go right back home to dream of another day. this entire festival, though, put a damper in her routine. she wanted, badly, to be back on the water where she belonged. everything she saw at the festival reminded her of the beach. the fruit stands reminded her of her bright orange board. the drinks people walked around with reminded her of the water. there was no sacred thing at the festival at all. it was an entire production just to tease yumi’s desire to go out into the sea. . . “but there’s, like, a hundred of these stand-things. how- are you sure? how long do you think that will take?” she bit her lip nervously.
