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Walking through the festival with a spiked apple cider in hand, Paz turned to the person next to her and gave an uncharacteristic compliment. “Have you been on the haunted hayride yet? It’s shockingly good this year.” Okay, maybe it wasn’t a full compliment but they never were when it came to Pacifica. “Like it’s never that scary but I screamed a couple of times.”
“I haven’t! But I definitely need to check that out.” Steven wasn’t usually the biggest fan of scary things, but he kinda liked them. Sometimes. Depending on what the scare was. “How scary are you talking, though. Like, how big were those screams? I just... you know, for Lion’s sake,” he motioned to the cat sleeping in the basket in his arms, clearly not caring about anything going on in the outside world. “He’s kinda a scardy cat sometimes.”
















