Smiles
:It was a sunny day and even Irina couldn't help but smile.:

Irina stepped out of the plane, the sun rays hitting her pale skin.

Her lip twitched at the warmth, but quickly turned back to a stern look.

"Ah, France…" she murmured.

After leaving the crowded airport, she was surrounded by even more sunlight and cloudless skies.

She scowled and continued walking, hoping to ignore the beautiful sights.

"Care for a flower, miss?" a common man asked as she passed the town area.

She stared at the natural wonder: a red rose that matched her lipstick and nails so perfectly. After examining it, she finally returned to herself and scowled. "No," she gritted out before walking on.

After minutes of walking, she found herself in a park. Reluctantly, she sat on a bench and looked at the scenery.

And it was, much to her dislike, gorgeous. The skies were an endless shade of light blue, and the clouds were scarce. The sun shined brightly over the city, and their rays filled the people with warmth. The kids playing on the playground nearby were giggling with happiness, and the parents chattered gladly. Even the birds and the flowers seemed to dance with each other.

She stood up to leave when a little boy, one who looked so much like hers, skipped up to her, holding a yellow dandelion. He smiled at her and offered her it mutely. Surprised, she took it wordlessly and the boy hopped away.

Without even knowing it, a smile spread across her lips.