#astrostarter

[fterrell]

OPEN. // astroland independence day.

" jade, johnny, come on, no runnin' off, " frankie calls after his niece and nephew but he's pretty sure his voice gets lost in the noise all around them. with his entire family back in town for the 4th, frankie—despite kinda working right now—has been designated babysitter. he doesn't mind, he likes the kids, he'll take spending time with them over hanging with his brothers any day but they are testing him today.

when he catches up to them, they're queuing for the popcorn stand and already chatting up the person in front of them. " with what money are you guys paying for this, huh ? " he says and the look the twins give him is enough to make frankie take out his wallet. " one bag to share. one. you guys already had too much junk. and then we're gonna go wait for the fireworks, yeah? "

when the kids settle and start talking about stuff he knows nothing about, he turns to the person in front of them. " hope they weren't bothering you too much. they're at the age where they love lying and telling stories. " they take a step forward but the line looks like it's going to take forever. " anyway—enjoying this thing? "

[syreneyes]

scraped knees and bloody noses were the headline of the night. there were a few people who would laugh off the lack of severity in the injuries he often saw at astroland. surely you want something more exiting! they'd say and ellie would laugh, a lighting strike of a grin across handsome features. if bloody jeans and a dry nose were the scary things people would experience, that was fine with him. though prepared for the worst at any given time -- he'd much prefer hello kitty bandaids to hospital rides. sending the latest toddler back to their parents with a sweet and a sticker, he turned and brows lifted in surprise. laughter escaped despite himself, " don't tell me you're just here because you heard i have sheriff badge stickers. "

[uf0parking]

who: open! where: outside the games area

since his twin had run off somewhere after the dunk tank and he hadn't tracked down any of his other peeps yet, jonah was occupying his time in the games section of astroland ( skee ball to be exact ). he was probably just going to go home and skip the fireworks after too long. to be honest, he's not sure he can get down with the noise of astroland, the extra screaming children, and loud explosions played to shitty overture music tonight. it was an overstimulation nightmare bound to happen. maybe the wolfe's den would be quiet, at least for a little while, until the show was over.

in particular jonah fashion, he was fucking around. juggling three skee balls while talking, not paying attention to who might be listening. "you know when i read children free on the flyer, i thought it meant there would be no five and unders, y'know? but here they all our," he shook his head ever so slightly, trying to keep stormy blue eyes on the balls in motion. "i swear the noise today is goin' to be the soundtrack to my fuckin' hell, that and anything by fucking puff daddy, am i right?" he snickered.

[andy-mae]

Can I snatch a cigarette from someone? I'm out. And broke.