Pokespire
The fountain is nothing special, neither old nor new, with no figurines. It just shoots a single steady stream of water into the air and provides a little noise and mist to the environment.
But there is a girl sitting at the edge of the fountain. She's a cute, chubby girl with soft features. She wears a rose-colored dress and cream cardigan. Her long auburn hair falls in waves under a knitted beret. She smells faintly of hand lotion and something sweet, like fruit tea. A small woven purse rests in her lap, its contents spread across her lap and the stone rim. She was going through to make sure she has everything. She seems a little anxious.
But there is a girl sitting at the edge of the fountain. She's a cute, chubby girl with soft features. She wears a rose-colored dress and cream cardigan. Her long auburn hair falls in waves under a knitted beret. She smells faintly of hand lotion and something sweet, like fruit tea. A small woven purse rests in her lap, its contents spread across her lap and the stone rim. She was going through to make sure she has everything. She seems a little anxious.