Paradise, of course, being the local open market that the foodie part of Destiny City loved to put on two weekends every month. Booths had been set up, awnings and tents had been erected and there were rows upon rows of the most scrumptious, homemade goodies that anyone could ever ask for. Foods, preservatives and kitschy little crafts went on for a block's worth of space, but it was hard to see all of the contents when one was comfortably on top of all of it.
Bob and Tibs had taken their spot atop one of the green and white striped awnings, the booth's owner unaware of the two cats lounging atop their fixture. They'd made feasts out of fallen (and begged) food particles and had the warm sun baking their furry backs for an impromptu afternoon of relaxation.
Yes, despite the ongoing battle for Destiny City, there were still perfect little pockets of paradise to be found.
"Wanna go for some more of those cheese cubes later?"
One lazy brow rose as he turned to stare at his buddy, gesturing towards the foreigner's booth a ways down that they'd raided at the start of their excursion.
Syrie
The promised start.... a little late! Sorry!
