Straw hats.

"Oh my God!" they giggled at nothing all the time. They linked arms when they weren't trying on dresses, continuously swapping tales of mischief and heartache.

Tal plopped a couple of straw hats on their heads. They pouted, tittered and made plans to decorate them with feathers.

Evening sunlight filtered through the salty sky over the girls as they flaunted along a sandy path to another shop.

"Ma holekh..?" smirked a couple of boys, proudly x-raying the girls as they walked past them.

"Ta-auve..." they brushed the boys off with a flick of their hair.

They threw their heads back in laughter and floated off into a haze of their little idioms.

Even though they had just met, they shared eons for the sake of being girls. Even though they had just met, they understood that need to be tethered and free.