It was a nice, relaxing day in the small town of Hargeon, the ocean breeze flowing through coming off the waves, the clear blue skies, the bright and hot looking sun. In reality, the sun brushed against the skin and was as soft as a feather, not hot at all. Rishi however, had not felt this was a day for relaxing as she was out shopping for clothes. The relaxing days in Hargeon were the perfect times to go shopping, as everyone was at home well... relaxing, and so the stores aren't crowded. There were still a few groups of people outside but RIshi didn't have any problem with that. She ran into a shoe store and came back out later, with around 5 bags. She immediately ran back out and as she did, she crashed into a familiar someone who she had only encountered once before and as that happened, her bags had gotten scattered all over the floor. "Oh my gosh i'm so sorry! I didn't mean to- wait... do I know you?" She said with a curious tone. She had already had a feeling that she knew this guy, but she just needed a bit more proof to complete her puzzle that she was playing in her mind. She was planning on acting like not knowing him but they might be able to get a good (and not awkward feeling) conversation. And now she knew his name, and no it isn't Mr. Nice guy, that was just an embarrassing fail and she wasn't proud of it. She just had to get that out of her mind and turn over a new leaf with this guy.
Right after she asked her question, she squatted down and began to pick up her scattered bag. Jeez she always had to be such a
clumsy little girl when it came to people, and well, having any friends really. Wait... maybe she could make this guy her friend. He seems like the friendly type, and she didn't really have a problem with new friends. But last time they met he asked if she was lost, as if she was a little kid straying from home. If she had a home, she most likely would have responded but since she doesn't, she just avoided the question, making it seem as if he didn't need to ask his question as it was already correct, but that was not the case here. She sort of did run away from home, for all the right reasons. For some odd reason she had a soft spot for this guy, even though with any other person she would have already punched them in the face for making her drop her newly bought stuff, not fit for being scattered all over the ground.
Word Count: 464/200
Notes: Let's all be friends, ne?