==> Lleion, go get some ice cream.
It’s been a few days since the incident she was involved in. Ariati had been so mad when she found out about what happened, threatening to kill Amieha if she ever found her. Of course Lleion didn’t think she’d actually follow through, but it was a “kind” gesture. She wondered why exactly the other reacted the way she did, especially considering that they don’t get to hang out as much and Ariati doesn’t like her back, but the idea is too confusing to work out in her head. Women. Lleion doesn’t want to be a hypocrite, but her gender simply confuses the heck out of her.
This is why Lleion decides to go to the ice cream parlor in the city. It’s a bit of a walk to the building as her home is located on the edge of a cliff far out past the forest and next to the ocean, but she takes it nonetheless. The little area is quaint and Lleion finds the overall environment and atmosphere of it all relaxing and nonjudgmental. The colors used for the building are cool and pastel, soft and calming.
As soon as she enters, she orders her usual favorite mint chocolate ice cream in a cone and settles down by a window to pull out a book and read as she eats. She winces a little at the movement–her shoulder out of all her injuries is still the most sore. But she’s able to handle the small pain and instead concentrate on her story and the delicious flavor of the ice cream.