Submission (#135) Approved

Wynter huffed with exasperation seeing the state of the surrounding area. He understood that people got excited, but what was so hard about cleaning up after yourself?!

"Uuugh and look at these flowers they're all trampled..." Wyn gently touched the petals of a limp flower in a vain attempt to get it upright again.

"They'll probably grow back strong with time~." Riddle reassured picking up handfuls of trash as he scanned the area. "They might just need a bit of extra love."

"Still..." Wynter shook his head, "By the way I thought you wanted to go congratulate all the performers?"

"Mm." Riddle turned to look at where a large crowd still stood. In the center were likely all the performers getting asked for autographs or questioned about various things. Neither of them could really say they envied them at this point... trying to make everyone happy seemed exhausting. "I think I'll send them a bouquet and some handmade candies later with a small card."

The idea seemed as logical as any. Wyn shrugged continuing to pick up various things from the grass. Despite the mess things were a lot nicer with most of the crowd having left. It was quieter for one, but it was also a nice opportunity to reflect on the whole thing. In truth he had spent most of the time behind the counter of a stall helping to sell handmade sweets, but even then the atmosphere was hard to ignore.

"Maybe we should consider planning things like this more often?" Riddle suggested dumping what he had collected into the trash.

"Until people learn to not litter... maybe not."