who: @ffswren when/where: carnival fundraiser, somewhere amongst the games
“Wren!” Sav called after the redhead, spotting her from behind before she caught up to her, holding out one of the disposable cups the concessions stand was serving. “Mulled Cider,” she said, the crooked grin on her face giving away that she had something up her sleeve. “That may or may not be spiked with some bourbon,” Sav said after a beat, one eyebrow raising up at her. “Figured it would make this at least a bit more fun.”













