“So I know it doesn’t look like a goddess dress, but... I feel beautiful and powerful. So...”
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“So I know it doesn’t look like a goddess dress, but... I feel beautiful and powerful. So...”
“Oh shi-” Noah’s eyes widened as the dart he had attempted to throw at the target missed and headed straight for another festival goer. “My bad?” He called out, wincing slightly as he watched the arrow go. “I mean... four?”
“I’m up! I’m up,” Ry groaned as he lifted his head up from the couch he had been laying on, a dead end piece of intel on Grace’s case stuck to the side of his face as he did. His little pet monkey reaching up and peeling it off of him as he did. “Thanks, Abu,” He mumbled the little guy, before looking back up at the other. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to dose off,” Ryder said, combing his finger through his hair as he sat up. The security guard had spent an all nighter working on the missing person’s report. “Um... how can I help you?”
“It’s so fluffy! I’m gonna die!” Isa exclaimed, letting out a happy little laugh as she held up the cotton candy next to her head. “Want a bite?”
“Do you have a message for me to send or do you want to ‘taste the rainbow’ too?”
“Who put the glad in gladiator? Hercules. Whose daring deeds are great theater?” Hercules hummed lightly under his breath, before glancing up towards the person across from him. Resting against the wall, he shoot them a playful wink. “Hey. How ya doin’? The name’s Herc. Hercules. Might have heard of me?”
Jayden felt like this was a quaint little event. It reminded her of the family events that used to happen when she was a kid. Her dressed up in some cutesy outfit that her mom begged her to put on, decked out in faceprint and laughter. What she wouldn’t give to have that back, but instead, she asked, “Please tell me this isn’t a family friendly event and there’s alcohol? I’m okay with day drinking. I already found the food.”
Medusa rolled his eyes as a person rudely interrupted him, yammering on and on. Letting out a sigh, he looked over in their direction. Lowering his shades from his eyes just enough for the other to make eye contact with him and be turned to stone. “Shhh, it’s okay,” He whispered to the snake around his neck as he concealed his eyes back behind the sunglasses. “Now,” He said, turning towards the other who had just witnessed the entire spectacle. “Where were we?”