vacationland

"Oh!" Theo laughed, turning her attention to the nearby stranger. "Yes, the falling coconut surprised me." She confessed, a hint of embarrassment in her voice. "Everything else was so peaceful that I didn't expect things to be falling from the sky." That would be the perfect finale to the chaos of the volcano, wouldn't it? If only the sky came crashing down on all of their heads. Finishing up her drink, she settled down in front of the coconut. Several unbroken fruits lay scattered across the beach. Although this island laid far away enough from the epicenter of the eruption, telltale signs of damage still remained. Some palm trees had crashed into the beach and nearby buildings. Frowning, she kicked at the coconut shell for a bit.

"I'm constantly surprised by how far-reaching the effects of eruption were... not even this little island could escape it." Lost in her own head, she circled the shore until she saw a coconut half-buried in the wet sand. It looked like the moisture fed the fruit. It had begun to sprout. The new growth brought a strange, distant smile to her face. "Well, I'm going to plant a few of these. It's a start, right?" So far outside of her own territory, she felt almost separated from her identity. Theo had forgotten entirely to introduce herself. The black female busied herself by rolling half a dozen coconuts towards a central area. Once she'd gathered them all, she could figure out how to distribute them along the coast.