You blinked slowly, trying to make sense of what was happening before your eyes.
"What...?" You muttered, fully relaxing your fingers on the wheel as you finished pulling into the plaza carpark.
Just across the road a couple meters ahead, there was a crowd - no, a conglomeration - of people. They were all climbing over each other to see something, or someone that was in the middle of the circle. You blinked again, watching as individuals of every age and size ran from almost all directions, excited voices echoing as you unclipped your seatbelt and cautiously opened the door.
"Geez..." You mumbled, still surprised and absentmindedly locked your car, walking forward. You were in disbelief, considering the store the crowd was outside of was just Hair and Cuttery. "I know people care about their weave but this is-HOT BELGIUM WAFFLES!"
You were cut off when someone ran past you, almost knocking you over. You tripped over your own feet, falling on your bum into the dirt. "H-HEY!!"