The end of summer was almost near, and it was time to celebrate. Although Toxic may have been born in the summer months, even in her home world and country, which seemed to have the seasons mostly in line with this one, too, she couldn't say she really enjoyed summer. Cooling off was more difficult, or costly, than warming up, after all.
In the past, her family once went camping every summer, as it was something of a family tradition, and she always came home with the worst of sunburns afterwards. Still, looking back, she enjoyed those times, she supposed, but those times were gone now.