charlisinclair:
Maybe Charlie didn’t seem like the biggest or most typical fan of circuses, but truth be told, she was actually enjoying her night so far. Eating some fresh popcorn, there was something about the night air that gave her a good mood. “I never got why there are people who are afraid of clowns.” Charlie admitted, offering some of her snack to the person besides her, gaze focused in a particular clown heading to cheer some kids or to do whatever it was clowns did.
is it potentially embarrassing ? possibly so... but what are families for ? he’s been bopping along to the circus music here and there. his focus isn’t on the food but rather the millions of things his mind hasn’t decided to focus on yet. “i have no idea,” noah takes a handful of the offered popcorn and glances at something in the distance; not the clown but probably close enough. the popcorn rests. “john wayne gacy, probably.” maybe a little bit of pennywise the dancing clown as well but he’s fictional. fictional villains aren’t so scary to him. no, it’s the real ones that get him. he’s overcome with the realization that he’s never thought to try out his hand of being a professional clown. it’s easier to pretend evan won’t be totally pissed he stopped to chat with his niece. “wonder if he liked the circus too ?”












