Ah, was she stuffed!
Gumi patted her stomach contently, her arms hanging loose at her sides. She let out a soft breath, one of satisfaction, and looked at the eaten feast in front of her. Scattered across the table were taco bell wrappers and an empty cup, tipped to its side. It had very little contents left inside it. Wiping her hands with a crinkled napkin, she slid all of the garbage into the paper bag it all came in, then stood up, and walked from the park tables, tossing it in the garbage bin as she ambled past.
It’s such a beautiful day.
There were leaves that fluttered down from tree stalks, their autumn colors shimmering from the light of the sun that beamed proudly in the majestic blue atmosphere. The wind whispered softly in her ear as she headed home, making her clutch her scarf and fasten it tighter around her neck. The satisfying crunch beneath her feet from the various fronds of the sycamores, now almost bare from all the foliage it had recently lost, made Gumi smile. Her favorite season had finally come! A little late, but nonetheless, it had arrived! Her steps across the walkway were bouncier now, more flamboyant, and her face brightened from the realization that the cold nights and warm beverages were near.
This calls for a celebration! -
And now, Gumi pushed through the doors of the coffeehouse, where a jazzy tune bounced off the walls and resonated from the floors with a soft buzz. Gumi fixed her beret that slumped on her head, before rushing to find a table, as to not disrupt the already lovely performance in front of her. Although she’d much rather listen to the hum of a violin, or the plucking of the piano keys with some classical undertones to it, the upbeat melody was enough to make her bob in time to the beat. The tiny shoppe was bustling with patrons, who eagerly leaned forward in their seat, listening to whatever fable the music told. Or, some stood up in the center of the room, making merry with a twist and a twirl of their partner, ecstatic smiles turned up on their faces.