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After lunch, we stroll down to the river. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom. It’s beautiful, right? But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re ruining the vibe!” But then, they start laughing. Turns out, it was just a silly argument about who gets the last piece of mochi. I can’t even.