Forrest flits about his booth with a smile, making sure that everything is set up to be nice and orderly. He’s surrounded by the summer clothes he’s been working so tirelessly on these past few weeks after Leo had finally been convinced to let him come on this little vacation. With a coral pink one piece adorned with little fabric roses along one shoulder, plus a matching sarong and sun hat to try and prevent himself from exposure to too much sunlight, he matches the aesthetic of the little stand that he and Leo had reserved perfectly.
The ocean air can find him even from a bit of a distance ( he knew that his father wouldn’t want to be anywhere near the water ) , opening and draining his airways to allow deep, full breaths. The sun, so rare a sight back home, gives his pale skin a healthy glow. He couldn’t possibly be happier.