Sakurazaki was feeling terribly distracted after (and even during) her baking workshop, disconnected still, unable to quite adjust to being back. In all her talk about how similar Mahora and Fandom were, they really actually weren't. Not as she'd just experienced it that weekend, anyway.
She couldn't stand to stay in the dorms too long, so she went out walking. Maybe something in town would distract her; maybe she should head over to the junkyard and see to reinitiating her Top Secret Plan. But she just...didn't have the motivation. She found herself, instead, idly considering the shop she was just passing by, the two working on cleaning up the front porch. Huh. Hadn't really seen this place before, or noticed it, or anything like that. Wondered what this one was for...
And, in all her idle wondering, she hadn't really realized that she was just standing there, head tilted, looking sort of lost.
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She couldn't stand to stay in the dorms too long, so she went out walking. Maybe something in town would distract her; maybe she should head over to the junkyard and see to reinitiating her Top Secret Plan. But she just...didn't have the motivation. She found herself, instead, idly considering the shop she was just passing by, the two working on cleaning up the front porch. Huh. Hadn't really seen this place before, or noticed it, or anything like that. Wondered what this one was for...
And, in all her idle wondering, she hadn't really realized that she was just standing there, head tilted, looking sort of lost.