by InfectedHau » Tue Feb 24, 2015 6:22 pm
"I mean, how different could it be, really?" I ask rhetorically, heading down the street towards the sounds of rollercoasters and screaming. "I mean, it's a carnival, not rocket science. We go, we play some carnival games so rigged it hurts, we win a gigantic stuffed animal through some very sneaky use of our powers, we eat some kind of carnival food which may or may not cause us gastrointestinal distress, we ride the rollercoaster, then we ride the Ferris wheel while the fireworks go off." I leave out the part where we start making out on the Ferris wheel after some major heart pouring out, because that's still just too weird to think about. Not that he's bad looking or anything, but I've already got him sleeping on my couch, I'm not sure I want to get romantically entangled with him just yet. It's probably better to wait a bit, until I stop feeling sorry for him.