closed starter with @ericaxmadden
at the mideastern georgia state fair
Ben balanced the sprite between his legs and cursed his niece, up in the ferris wheel for the third time in a row with her mom, for convincing him to eat the pink-and-blue cotton candy. Sure, it was great, but his fingers were sticky, the pushing rims of his chair even stickier ― forever, he thought, and feared he wouldn’t be able to wash it ― ever again. “It’s my penance for giving in to the pleasures of the flesh.” He told Erica with a grimace as they went around the fair. “Everyone knows cotton candy is vile.”









