Cherry Blossoms Are a Menace, and other Hanami Things
[Kokoro had decided to go visit the blossom viewing because it had been a while. And at home, one didn't want to get too close to the cherry trees because there was a good chance that you might end up on the wrong side of a ghost.
Personally, Kokoro not only enjoyed her head on her neck, she also enjoyed not having to deal with ghosts overall. She received her complimentary bento, but frowned at the fish in it.
She scooted over to the edge of her blanket and beckoned over to the nearest person.]
Hey, hey. Can I trade you my sushi for your vegetables?
Dickus Festivus
[As far as festivals go, this one wasn't so bad. The dicks were kind of cartoony, and the snacks were good. At present, Kokoro had gotten herself a little bag of happy-faced dick candies and a popsicle as she walked around and viewed the stalls. Part of her wanted to go visit the shrine, but what would she even pray for?
Oh well, more popsicle, less thinking. She's tall enough to stick out among the crowd (and pink enough, besides).
Kokoro stops short to lick up the drips coming down the popsicle before sticking it back in her mouth. This is her third popsicle, maybe it's time to slow up.]
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[Kokoro had decided to go visit the blossom viewing because it had been a while. And at home, one didn't want to get too close to the cherry trees because there was a good chance that you might end up on the wrong side of a ghost.
Personally, Kokoro not only enjoyed her head on her neck, she also enjoyed not having to deal with ghosts overall. She received her complimentary bento, but frowned at the fish in it.
She scooted over to the edge of her blanket and beckoned over to the nearest person.]
Hey, hey. Can I trade you my sushi for your vegetables?
Dickus Festivus
[As far as festivals go, this one wasn't so bad. The dicks were kind of cartoony, and the snacks were good. At present, Kokoro had gotten herself a little bag of happy-faced dick candies and a popsicle as she walked around and viewed the stalls. Part of her wanted to go visit the shrine, but what would she even pray for?
Oh well, more popsicle, less thinking. She's tall enough to stick out among the crowd (and pink enough, besides).
Kokoro stops short to lick up the drips coming down the popsicle before sticking it back in her mouth. This is her third popsicle, maybe it's time to slow up.]