It was a nice afternoon. The breeze blew through my hair and danced along to the unheard melodious song that the wind sang.
I went over to the nearby drink shop and ordered a liquefied strawberry, also what human calls as a strawberry juice, but that's just too hard to memorize. I place a plastic material which was long and had a hole (straw) into the drink. I sipped out the liquefied strawberry and tasted the delicious taste, sweet, magical, and overflowing.
Memories rushed through my head as I remembered how the solid edible bird tasted this morning, since I'm not specific enough, I'll say that the solid edible bird was a duck. It tasted way better then this liquefied strawberry.
Then I decided to go home.