#dynamisms

               “Woah--! Watch out!”

Scavenging the city, she wandered around without a sense of direction, looking high and low at buildings and the landscape around her. As for the citizens that resided there, their manners were peculiarly off. Some seemed to be stuck in time, while others sped across her as if they were on fast forward. Witnessing all of this, it was quite bizarre for the child and she had little to comment about it other than to avoid the incident. Right in the middle of the streets, however, a girl stood on the sidelines- a good distance kept away from the rest of the crowd.

Curiosity piqued her and she slowly approached her with little in preparation of what to say. Finally halting in front of her view, cheeks flushed lightly at her, as she quickly tried to find words to greet the brunette.

❝A-Ah…❞ Her words stuttered, and finally clearing her throat, she spoke again. 

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     "Not in the mood for dancing, huh kid?"

    Dancing under the stars (real or not) had a certain feeling to it she couldn’t describe with words. It felt majestic and graceful, as if she were lighting up for all to see. As much as she wanted to capture the moment with a picture for memorabilia sake, she didn’t have anything like that on hand. For now, her own eyes would be suitable enough. She wouldn’t forget this scenery so easily—Not only were the twinkling lights glowing, but the other people radiated, as well.

    She had arrived with a friend, but Honoka parted ways momentarily as her stomach growled from hunger. As she entered the room full of delicious food, her eyes widened with delight. It was amazing! She quickly walked to grab a serving, halting as she observed those around her. Honoka’s memory wasn’t as sharp as some of her friends when it came to academics, but it was good with remembering faces.

Echo dropped another cabbage into her basket and proceeded to pick up the rest of her groceries with the efficiency of one used to running such errands. As she turned down the aisle, what she saw next was a familiar face hovering next to the section labeled meat in the supermarket. 

“It’s you.”