More warmness for y'alls cold feeds.
Mini story :Watermelons remind me of a summer in Japan , Tokyo to be more specific. Where me and my friends would buy one,a watermelon, from the store with the old kind lady , after much debate about whether it would be a Yay=red or Nay=White. We then walk to the nearest river, where some would play and others would gaze at the drowsy sky and then we wrap it and place it in the steam to cool down, then we would throw it on the ground AND SMASH!! It would fall into pieces....imperfect pieces , so red and multidimensional. Anyway I've never been to Japan but like if you think I should continue lying beautifully some more xD