for: @arabesq (day) from: night location: outside the carnival
This week had not been the best for Night. Only a few days prior she had argued with Jay at this very same carnival. Moreso, she had lost her temper. Now her sister wanted to not only revisit their favorite ride from when they were children, but (potentially) talk over lunch.
Outside the gates of the carnival, Night was unusually early. To be a little late might give Day the wrong signal: that Night did not want to be here. Which, to be fair, Night didn't really want to be here considering her mood and how little she enjoyed being surrounded by strangers, loud noises and the nauseating scent of old grease.
But she endured what was needed because she did miss her sister. Even if this meeting was imperfect and both left wanting to go back to their silence, at least Night tried to make amends.
Night puffed away at her cigarette and failed to puff away the anxiety that brewed under her chest. She peered over her shoulder and her entire being tightened when she noticed her sister approaching. It was preemptive, and maybe a little over-cautious, but Night needed to make it known.
"Before you ask, it has nothing to do with you," Night warned, knowing full well that her sister's likelihood of noticing the upset that she was trying so hard to repress.