#charming.event04

[leylaodenn]

“If we get any closer I think..” she pauses, they’re not even close to the horses and they’re miniature ones at that, “I’m leaving you in the dust.” she lightly chuckles, but there’s nerves entwined. It was Leyla’s idea with the whole maybe the small ones are cute, newsflash, to her, they were not. She didn’t know what it was and she was pretty sure they could probably smell the fear radiating from her forced calm and collective manner. “I vote bunnies.” she adds with a nod, taking a step back. If there was ever an event she didn’t mind missing, it was this one. But hey, she knew it wasn’t just pressured interactions with animals, she was planning on trying the archery. @thesweet-rowan​

[mickeymontgomery]

He’s been watching the woman for a while---- in a non creepy way. It was one of those do I help her or do I let her get on with it moments and for the most part, he kept his distance. Sue him for being amused, it was sometimes the small things, right? Mickey’s also one to firmly respect the whole don’t need no man bullying his way through--- he learnt from the best and like his mom always said, anything you can do I can do better. Finally he decides to move forward, allowing himself to get into her view. “You sure you’re doing alright?” there’s a cheeky grin on his features, he means well. @thesweet-rowan​

[gravesrafael]

Location: Equestrian Park

With: Open

@charmingstarter​

horse back riding had never been his thing. at the same time he knew that there was more to do besides that. that was the reason that he had dragged himself there. plus he knew that as a member of the mc that he needed to show his support for the town. everyone was still recovering from what had happened at the town meeting. he was still struggling to wrap his mind around what he had done that night all in defense of the club. he found himself watching as teens and some adults went on the zipline. part of him was debating doing it himself but he wasn’t sure if he should. he could feel eyes on him and sighed,” puedo ayudarte?” his head turned when he realized that he probably should have asked that in english,” i’m just debating going on that damn thing, do you need something?” 

[agicida]

a small cry came from near the carousel as kim approached, trying to decide if riding the carousel as a loner adult was weird or endrearing. as she turned her head to look for the source of the noise, she encountered a small child, ice cream cone in hand, who seemed to have been separated from their parents. the tears came easily, flowing freely down their cheeks and into what appeared to be a double scoop of bubblegum.

normally prickly, kim was easily won over by kids--particularly those in distress--after having struggled throughout her entire childhood with the loss of her family. with a bright smile that was normally reserved for one or two people in her life, she knelt down in front of the kid, taking the napkin from around their ice cream cone and drying the kid’s eyes. “it’s okay, kiddo. my name’s kim and i’ll help you find your mom or dad. i’m like a detective--” she was a private investigator, but that seemed a little too detailed for a kid that age to understand. “--so i’m really good at finding people.” after getting a quick description of the parent, she stood on her toes and looked through the crowd for someone who matched it.

seeing no one who was wearing a red sweater, kim turned to another person seated on a bench near the carousel. “hey, you didn’t happen to see anyone this kid with anyone or maybe someone in red?” picking up the kid, she set them on the bench and did another sweep of the crowd before turning back to the person on the bench. “do you mind if i stand up here for a sec next to you to get a better view?” @charmingstarter​

[strayxdevil]

@samanthafm​

"I don't know how the hell y'convinved me t' do this... " Stray complained, following Sam over to the zipline, his stomach in knots. While he certainly wasn't afraid of heights in a practical sense, the idea of dangling from a thin little rope and careening through the sky towards an invisible target on ground was anything but practical. But this was Samantha, and even after the decade of knowing the woman, he could count on one hand how many time's he's been able to tell her no. "If I die y'have to promise to take care of Vega. He likes his walks in the mornings, and after the sun goes down 'cause his face is all pushed in, 'n he gets hot fast, okay? And he sleeps on the bed, too. Like.. all of the bed. The whole damn thing." Stray held out his hand towards her, little finger up, "promise."

[pobreciitas]

“that is really high.” leticia muses with a whistle as she walks past the zipline, already knowing that she has no plans of getting on it. no, she was there for the food, friends, and the photobooth ( if she could find anyone to take pictures with her ). “i would much rather check out the pavillion and eat with the horses or watch the show.” she continues talking to the nearest person. she’s always been a talker. the kind of girl who finished her own work before her classmates and then got in trouble for distracting them while she waited. “i said i’d go though.” she muttered to herself, before turning to her neighbor in line. “will you go with me? i’m an excellent cell phone photographer and i’ll totally make you look good if you keep me from losing my lunch up there.” excited at the prospect of not having to do it alone, she gave them a winning smile. @charmingstarter​.

[rayxricci]

location: equestrian park — gift shop

status: closed

with: @samanthafm​

rayanne hadn’t expected much from the gift shop, but she certainly hadn’t prepared herself for everything to be entirely horse themed. she was struggling to hide the look of distaste on her features, nose turning up at almost everything she laid her eyes on. “ god, this place is like a horse girl’s wet dream. ” she rolled her eyes, picking up what appeared to be a cute necklace, but was in fact a simple chain with a horse shoe charm. sighing, she put it back where she’d found it. “ i mean, i’m all for supporting a good cause or whatever this is, but there isn’t a single thing in this shop that i actually want to spend my money on. ”

[mickeymontgomery]

During the interval for the horse show he took the opportunity to head to the marquee with the makeshift bar, it was more an escape, now having no intentions to return to his seat. What he saw was enough for him; heading back meant pretending to be enjoying it and where was the fun in that? Currently he’s alone, leaning up against a wooden post, homemade cider in the plastic cup he was given  (  his aim tonight was going through all the home brewed beverages there was on offer, bonus? they were strong  ).  Drawing his attention away from the small gathering that was slowly starting to form, he finds his eyes latching onto a familiar figure--- one of which made him internally sigh, mainly through pent-up frustration. At first he doesn’t say anything but there’s a present thought in the back of his mind telling him he should. “You good?” @ninaconnolly​