l Time: Afternoon(?)
l Notes: Hope this is decent enough~
Snow- the idea of it always been a fairytale, and if not that, really
foreign to Ze. Walking down the Hyssop District’s snow covered streets, bundled in a cobalt winter coat, black wool hat, and black boots, a child-like glee was painted on the 21 year old’s face. One would think that the young man was at least use to seeing the slush on the ground, but it didn’t lose his interest just yet. Call him childish if you must, though Ze preferred the term ‘curious’. His curiosity led to walk around town, without any particular path to go or a certain way back to the inn. It was his curiosity that he was still wandering around in the snow,
not the fact that he was INDEED lost
Comparing how Saffron was and his native Island, there were a lot differences. Back home, palm, banana and occasionally, a coconut tree, decorate the island’s beach front and village. They grew fruits, sugarcane, and coco, heavily dependent on export; the people, despite the exports, weren’t as sweet. Accusatory glances and gossip lips, his ‘fellow’ villagers were people who hid behind the image of a bright and pleasant. But he digresses. In Saffron, though he haven’t met much people (actually only one person, really), he could tell these towns people were a friendly bunch. Despite the fact his warm island sun was replaced- for the time being- by a biting wind and snow covered the ground; despite the fact he couldn’t simply grab a banana when he pleases off the non-existent tropical trees; despite the fact he was a little bit home sick, Ze had a feeling he’ll really enjoy Saffron.
Especially if everyone was as nice as that cute blond……“Oh no, Ze don’t start now…”
He mentally smacked himself, his cheeks darken at a bit the thought. He wasn’t sure where that thought came from, But it isn’t really a lie-
. Great, now his mind going to go bother him when he was having such a nice walk; Ze pinched the bridge of nose, Don’t start thinking about stupid things-
. Suddenly, he felt himself tripped over something, and fell to the ground in a very ungraceful way. It was certain that Ze regret to not wearing a scarf or something, because he could felt the snow already numbing his cheeks. Just his luck.