#frostfordpecan

[goldenretriever-werewolfwarrior]

Carter pushed his hand through his hair as he made his way to a stand selling milkshakes.  This was his first time at the festival, and even though he had been in town for six months he still wasn’t sure where he fit in, in the town.  Carter smiled his thanks as he picked up his shake, he was about to move away from the stand when he bumped into someone.  “Shit, sorry.” Carter muttered as he looked at the person.

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[anniefishcrarchive]

“There’s nothin’ I love more than a fireworks show,” Annie chimed, strolling along with a hot cider warming her hands. “When I was little, my dad used to put me up on his shoulders so I could see everythin’.” Her voice contained a note of sadness --it was one of the only things she could remember about her father. “Believe it or not, I was shorter than this at one point.”

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[ashleyjackson]

@frostfordstart

ash had been back for about five months now, but he hadn’t really allowed himself to catch up with anyone. he was cordial and friendly when he went out on jobs, but it was just hard to reacclimate this go round. the festival was always something he’d looked forward to always and this year, though he was slightly anxious, he was still looking forward to it. he looked around as he arrived and saw someone familiar. “howdy!” he called out, giving them a wave. “long time no see! reckon you been doin’ alright?” 

[angelahoward]

"Y'know, 'm real happy 'bout how generous people are. We raised a whole lotta money for the charity yesterday." Angela chuckled to the individual who had taken place next to her by the bonfire. It had been something she'd been working towards for a long time now, and shielding herself away in her house to bake everything had taken days. But it was more than worth it, and she would do it all over again if she could. 

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[mrsjolenedyer]

Jolene had a lot of memories at the Pecan Praline Festival as far back as she could remember. Attending every year (except for the years her and John were on the lamb) was one of her favorite traditions living in Frostford. She was even more excited to finally have a booth during it to make some extra cash and to spread the word of her online business. She created some general designs that were Pecan Praline related and also Frostford related as well. The designs were on mugs, to-go thermoses, shirts, and even some hoodies. She had her business cards laid on the table as well for people to take even if they didn’t buy anything. Jolene sat by the table sipping on her lemonade cooling herself off with a makeshift fan she made out of a scrap piece of paper. She spotted someone eyeing her crafts as they slowed their walk. “If you have any questions, just let me know, hun.”

[fionabalestrieu]

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Frostford had never been Fiona’s favorite place in the world - she much preferred Tennessee or New Orleans - but she couldn’t help but feel invigorated on nights like the Praline Festival; one of the few times a year that the relatively quiet town resembled something like the booming cities she had come to love. She was on a mission - going to find something fried to eat - but the pull of the music was just too much as she weaved her way through the crowd; bass from the main stage booming through every nerve in her body. It wasn’t too long before she found herself lost in the sea of Frostfordians that surrounded her, but Fiona just took the opportunity to take her nearest neighbor by the waist. A sweet laugh spilling from her lips as she twirled them around on the grass a few times. “I don’t know about you, but Tricky Rick and them boys always get me!” The young woman called over the sound of the music; the grin spread wide over her lips. “Hope I’m not bein’ too bothersome, sweetheart -- but you look like you could use some fun. Lucky for you, I can make a party out of anything.” 

[lenawilliamson]

"You know it's actually pretty cold out here, tonight." Lena leant over to the girl who was sat next to her in front of the bonfire. She been drinking a little all evening because she'd had a day off and simply felt like having drinks to make up for lost time, and tucked herself into her sweater. "If I wasn't a little tipsy, I'd be totally frozen right now." @cassiaxmoore

[aspenlovens]

Aspen walked through the streets of the festival. Her eyes scanned all of the booths. Her gaze was immediately drawn into the pecan pies. The sweet aroma was too hard to resist. Her feet were moving towards the smell before she knew it. After a few seconds, she eventually made it to the booth. Luckily, it wasn’t that crowded. 

“Have you ever had one of these before? Are they good?” The words hung in the air, waiting to be answered by anyone close by.