[The good and bad balance each other out. Such is the theory and something for philosophers to argue over. An upset child here, a tear there, individually they would be easy to weather. How they're beginning to snowball? That's concerning.
So they must be the good. Ginia takes the obi from Obi, carefully folding it up into a neat bundle. Three stalls down, the old lady. It's an easy enough delivery. Though the woman is surprised at someone new making the delivery, she's very thankful. Ginia helps her tie the obi in place, eternally thankful for her temple showing her how to properly tie it.
Small bits of good to balance out the bad. Job done, Ginia returns back.]
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So they must be the good. Ginia takes the obi from Obi, carefully folding it up into a neat bundle. Three stalls down, the old lady. It's an easy enough delivery. Though the woman is surprised at someone new making the delivery, she's very thankful. Ginia helps her tie the obi in place, eternally thankful for her temple showing her how to properly tie it.
Small bits of good to balance out the bad. Job done, Ginia returns back.]