The first day at the festival had been...interesting, to say the least. Natsume's honestly really bothered by these recurring headaches and visions and things, especially after the scene he saw on Sunday. But with all the excitement of the festival--or no, let me rephrase that: he's a lot more interested in the festivities this week than he's been in previous years! These displays sure are fascinating, aren't they! He helped the theater club set up their production in the parade, too! (As a stagehand in the theater club.)
He's wandering around looking at the sculptures with the same amount of enthusiasm, looking more at the flowery figures and less at the path in front of him, focusing on all the pretty colors...and almost manages to crash into his schoolmate. There's a confused and hurried attempt to back away as soon as he realizes his error, but he manages not to trip over himself.
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He's wandering around looking at the sculptures with the same amount of enthusiasm, looking more at the flowery figures and less at the path in front of him, focusing on all the pretty colors...and almost manages to crash into his schoolmate. There's a confused and hurried attempt to back away as soon as he realizes his error, but he manages not to trip over himself.
"Ah--sorry..."