#inter: general

[kodiaktaylor]

@kenzietxylor​

Being in a sea of people made Kody just a tad uncomfortable. He wasn’t unused to crowds - he’d been in New York long enough to find his way through the various swarms of bodies, had become accustomed to it. But at least there he didn’t have to worry about running into anyone he knew. He had been a literal stranger then, but now? Every time he so much as glanced in the direction of someone he thought he might know, he quickly tugged up his collar and walked in the opposite direction. It was a game of dodge and weave, one he felt victorious in until he turned and nearly barreled into somebody “Shit--!” He quickly grasped them in order to keep from knocking them over, “Sorry, sorry, didn’t see you there,” He quickly breathed out, not looking at the woman directly out of embarrassment.

[kodiaktaylor]

@kiraxtaylor​

He hadn’t played carnival games in years. Had to be at least... six? Maybe seven? Maybe even longer than that, if he genuinely stopped to think about it. Hell, he hadn’t been to town in thirteen - that much he knew without a doubt. Still, there was a sort of appeal when it came to popping balloons. A nice sense of relief in hitting your target, if you didn’t count how many times you missed. Kody wasn’t an expert marksman, but he was a decent enough shot that he’d managed to win himself a stuffed... Elephant? At least that’s what he thought it was. What the hell was he going to do with a mass-produced poorly formed polka-dotted elephant? “Guess it’s better than nothing...” He murmured to himself.

[kodiaktaylor]

@rogerthatsoph​

Admittedly, carnivals weren't Kody's favorite gatherings. As a kid, he absolutely adored the brightly colored lights and abundance of sound. But as was typical with age, he'd come to view most of it as a little... excessive. Still, he had been cooped up in his motel room the entire week, and he'd gotten antsy. He figured going for a little while might not hurt. Plus, the smell of food had been a decent decision maker. As he weaved through the crowds of people, he stopped near a funnel cake stall, frowning a bit as he wondered if he should indulge here or elsewhere.