@laurelsinclaircompulsion
The moment Ari spotted Laurel, she didn’t hesitate to run right up to her and link their arms together. “You’re my official date to this carnival thing,” she declared. “If you had something else planned, cancel it. It’s the least you can do after I risked my life to save you.” She paused and pretended to think about her next words. “But if that other thing is more important than me, I will also accept payment in the form of sex.” That meant to be a joke but both of them knew that it was completely true. Ari wouldn’t hesitate to ditch this entire carnival experience if it meant getting to see Laurel naked.
“I’m not the one for cheesy gestures but it’s kind of nice that they are giving us a night to let loose and remember what it’s like to be alive, even if it’s in the form of a ten-year old child.” Ari couldn’t remember the last time she had gotten excited over something as silly as rides and carnival booths. Her nanny used to bring her to carnivals and amusement parks but her young self always got jealous seeing all the kids with their parents. It wasn’t as fun when the two people who were with her, her nanny and bodyguard, were paid to be there and liked to get in the way of her version of fun (which they always deemed was too dangerous). Therefore, she aged out of such innocent thrills early on in her life.
“Anything you want to do in particular, beautiful? I hear getting drunk is an option.”