Location: Making their way to the food trucks? Possibly animals?
Status: CLOSED ( @taetaesuh )
Spring Fling had reached that perfect point in the afternoon where everything felt slightly louder, brighter, and more alive than usual.
Music drifted from somewhere across the grass. People moved in clusters between booths and games. The air smelled like sunscreen, fried food, and sugar in proportions that probably shouldn’t have worked together but somehow did.
Suki kidnapped Tae for a little while before their set.
At least, that had been the stated objective. They were supposed to be getting food before performing. Supposed being the important word.
Suki walked beside him with her hands shoved into the pocket of her oversized Cosmic Riot hoodie, sunglasses perched on top of her head instead of doing their job.
“I’m just saying,” She was speaking, very seriously, “performing on an empty stomach is dangerous.”
She glanced sideways at him. “What if I get dramatic halfway through a song and collapse?” The petite woman was quick to correct, “Not emotionally.” A moment passes by, “…Okay maybe emotionally, but mostly nutritionally.”
She pointed ahead toward the line of food trucks. “We need strategy.” Counting on her fingers: “Savory first.” Another finger. “Hydrate.” Another. “Dessert after because otherwise I’ll peak too early.” She nodded once. It was a solid plan.
Then, she stopped walking. A dead stop. Her eyes narrowed, locked onto something off to the side.
She didn't allow Tae to get approximately half a second ahead of her before she grabbed his sleeve to stop him. “…No.” It was a whisper followed by, “Oh my god.” Because, there, beside a row of local vendor tents: the petting station.
Small fenced pens. Goats. Lambs. Rabbits. One alpaca standing like it paid taxes.
Suki stared then slowly looked at Tae. Then back at the animals. Then back at Tae as if a child just found the only Toys'R'Us left in existence. Her expression had gone completely soft with immediate distraction. Her grip tightened slightly on his sleeve naturally.
“Tae.” It was very calm. Very measured. “I know we were heading toward food.” She nodded. “I know we have a set later.” Another nod. “I understand all of that.” She pointed. “But there is a baby goat. And if I don’t go say hi, I think my stage presence might suffer.”
She started walking in that direction without releasing his sleeve. Then looked back at him, “Come on.” Her eyes grew slightly in a slight plead. “You have known me long enough to understand this isn’t optional.”
A tiny smile pulled at her mouth. “I’m not saying the goat’s blessing will make Cosmic Riot perform better…”
She looked back toward the pen.
“…but I’m also not willing to risk finding out.”