#aurorabay.event06

[ithinkitscami]

closed starter for: @jaredx // location: in line for the ferris wheel

Camille was no stranger to venturing to events alone. It was her me time and she'd usually meet with Raleigh at some point only and if her sister had decided to come out. She enjoyed her own company and that's all that mattered to her. Being alone also ensured any type of adventure to happen, if she chose to go along on one.

The ferris wheel called her name as she stared up towards it. It was a bit past sunset. The sky was at that point of different mixtures of colors. Hues of pink, orange, blue and purple filled the sky. She had to look past the safety risk. It would be worth it. She marched on into the line with her eyes on the Ferris wheel still. This was self care.

And there it was. A familiar voice. No fucking way. Her eyes averted to the person next to her as she turned for a full view. Jared Evans. Her nose flared a bit in annoyance. Out of everyone in the whole town, it would be that her luck to run into him. "I'm surprised to see you here." She was. This was not in her plans. "How did those flowers pan out for you?" She was curious, but she wasn't ready to face the mystery girl if he was with her. They hadn't even had their coffee yet which she had time to prepare for and now she had to wing it.

[jacksonxellis]

closed starter for: @phoebekeller // food stalls

As good as carnival food tasted - the smell was a little all overwhelming for Jackson. The more he looked at all the options and smell growing stronger, the more he wanted to puke in his mouth. He needed to eat something though. "What do you think is the safest thing to eat here?" He turned slightly, asking the nearest person next to him. "Wait, I know you." He didn't know her name. Not asking for names seemed to be a reoccurring theme for him lately. "Are you going to eat?"

[jacksonxellis]

"If they don't choke on it." A hotdog did seem like the best option so far. Jackson threw her a side-eye. "Weird guy?" He was never the weird guy. It was offensive that she'd even say that. "You were able to move back in or your place was untouched?" He had heard that residents were able to move back in which was a good thing. "I'll join you because I need to understand this whole weird guy comment." He had to get to the bottom of this.

Phoebe herself was trying to decide if a hot dog was worth food poisoning as she looked at the food in the booth, ingredients sitting out on the counter. Then again, she did eat at the diner every night, so her stomach was probably made of steel at this point. "Thinking of a hot dog. No one's ever died eating a hot dog, right?" She asked him, her eyes absentmindedly moving his way. "Oh, yeah, you're the weird guy from the park. Hi. My apartment is fine, by the way," she informed him with a grin. "I'm starving, so yes. Wanna join?"

[jacksonxellis]

closed starter for: @emersonxcassidy // location: a bench by a game stall.

Jackson hadn't been at the carnival that long, well, is three hours long? Either way, he was beginning to grow stagnant. Rides and games, all the same. He took a seat on the nearest bench, hunching over as he rubbed his temples for a moment before sitting back against the bench. He didn't know how much longer he could take. Sunset was about to start which meant the night would be winding down just a tad. He could hold out. He had nothing to lose. He stood up and stretched his arms in the arm as he looked around the crowded area.

Scanning the crowd, his eyes fell onto her. He didn't actually know her name. The only thing he had to remember her from was the small bruising on his foot from the book that fell on it. He hadn't returned that book in fact. It was on the night stand in his room as he had been reading it. "Hey," He said with a smile, "You're the girl who dropped that book on my foot." He felt ridiculous saying it, but that shit hurt. "I never caught your name so that's all I know you as." He continued, "I'm Jackson."

[jacksonxellis]

closed starter for: @madiiscn // meeting at the funhouse

Jackson looked at his phone as he waited in front of the funhouse. It was probably the easiest spot to meet up, or at least, any ride was easy to meet up at. This was just closer to the entrance. He had texted Madison to meet up, so here he was.

He enjoyed carnivals. They were fun, but he wasn't one much to get on the rides. He had seen too many videos of carnival rides breaking down and the fact that they were built and broken down in one day was insane. Jackson was scared of anyone who got on them.

He glanced at his phone again, impatience growing, before looking up and seeing the brunette herself. "Took you long enough, Mads." He shook his head with a smile. "Did you just get here?" Because he had and he needed to know the vibes of the event if she had been there longer.

[jacksonxellis]

closed starter for: @kyleexanthony // location: near end of night, near the tilt-a-whirl

Tonight wasn't bad. The only thing that he wished he had done was smoke some weed before he got to the carnival, but it didn't matter so much now that it was the end of the night. He had been walking around and stopped as he leaned against a pole by one of the rides. Just his luck as he spotted Kylee Anthony himself. If he were really lucky, she'd be carrying some on her. "Kylee," He shouted as he walked towards the brunette, "How're you doing tonight?"

[jacksonxellis]

He tilted his head with a small smirk. He had almost forgotten the two had gotten engaged many times that night of her birthday. "Well, thanks for always finding your lost husband." It was definitely worth doing so as they had gotten plenty of free drinks and food. Scouting, huh? He respected the game. "So glad you were able to make time for me." He shook his head and looked back at the funhouse. It was about the only attraction he'd step foot in for the night.

"Of course we're going in." They had to. He motioned her towards the line.

There was no way that someone could miss the funhouse. "Just be sure that I'm actually in front of you before you try anything." He winked at her and laughed. Not only did it mess with your eyesight, he also found it hilarious watching others slam into mirrors thinking they were the way out, specifically children. "You might just have to ditch me," He shrugged, "Games and this funhouse are the most you'll get out of me." It would be to her dismay that Jackson would not be getting on the ferris wheel or any other ride for that matter. "As much as you're my wife, there's no way I'm getting on a ride that takes less than a day to put up."

Madison approached him with a smile, only growing broader with each step she took. This was her idea of fun. She found carnivals amusing, and they gave her a serotonin boost with the bright lights and colors. It helped her forget all about the doom and gloom that Aurora Bay had gone through recently — and the awful messes she'd gotten herself into as of late.

"Hey, hubby. Chill out. I know you find it difficult to function without moi, but I'm here now." She greeted, bouncing forward to press her lips playfully against his cheek. "No, I've been scouting." In her terms, it meant she'd been perusing the older members of the public and deciding which ones she deemed hot enough have her in her bed. "But now I'm ready to be all yours." She continued to tease, as her eyes flitted up to the second level of the fun house.

"Are we going in, Jacko?" Her shoulders lifted. "Could be fun! Getting lost in the dark, all alone, just us two." Clearly, Maddie had no idea how fun houses worked. "Then you have to come with me on the ferris wheel, or I'm ditching you for someone more adventurous." She'd never really leave him, but she hoped her empty threats would spur him on.

[ithinkitscami]

closed starter for: @wesxevans // location: somewhere by the funhouse

The festival had been great. It was needed to keep Camille distracted for awhile. She was glad that the weather was nice as well. She had been wondering around the carnival, taking in the booths and the rides before making a stop by the funhouse. She had pulled her phone out to check the time when she recognized a familiar face ahead of her. Wes. Liza's man and baby daddy. She hadn't spoken to Wes much, but it always made her happy to see a familiar face. "Wes!" Her voice grew loud as she made her way towards him. "How goes it? Are you here with Liza?"

[ithinkitscami]

She knew. It was one of the many reasons she fell in love with him. She was sure had they still been together that they would've come to this together... but they weren't. She was here by herself and he was with someone. She was quick to follow Jared's glance, a little too eager maybe, she nodded and released a breath that she didn't know she had been holding in. Guess she wouldn't meet her tonight, though she wasn't sure why'd she leave Jared's side. Cami wouldn't.

"She's actually Casper?" It was the perfect opportunity to make a joke of it before turning her attention to the operator. No single riders, indeed. She knew she'd get stuck with someone but she didn't think that someone would be Jared. The thought of sitting next to him, having him so close to her again, made her a little nervous.

"No, uh, you can stay." It could be good for the both of them. It couldn't get any worse at this point. "Will your girlfriend mind that you're getting on a ride with your ex-girlfriend?" Her voice was quiet as she asked the question.

If he'd had known he'd have ended up next to Camille in the line for the ferris wheel, he might have thought twice about his attraction of choice. The hopeless romantic in him screamed it was fate, but his realistic mind told him it was pure coincidence.

"Why? You should know that I'm a kid at heart." He said casually in response, without meaning to lay seeds of nostalgia between them. As much as he would have wanted her to remember their glory days, now wasn't the time — especially when he'd come with someone. She was a friend, who seemed more interested in pining over the man running the hook-a-duck, but it was a good cover to show that he was unbothered by Cami's new love life and that he definitely hadn't still been pining over her.

With a widened smile, he nodded. "Surprisingly well. She's actually — " He took a glance over his shoulder, to find his friend had disappeared among the crowd — probably to satisfy her own lustful needs. However, it left him alone as a single rider and they were next in line of a busy queue.

"Mate, I'll go on the ride after her — " He addressed the operator, gesturing to his ex in front. Although, he was met with a rather harsh tone that practically barked at him, no single riders. He could understand that it was probably to get through the queue at a faster rate, but it didn't bode well for either him or Cami.

"I'll leave if you want and come back later?" This time, he was speaking to her. A part of him hoping she'd tell him to stay, but another part wanting to run for the high hills.

[jacksonxellis]

Emerson. He liked that name. It was the first time he had heard it too. He would have to look up what it meant later. He smirked because he most definitely ignored the deadline. The book wasn't sitting in the corner of his room, but on the side table next to his bed. He had started to read it that night they met. "Yeah, about that..." He trailed off, "I kinda started reading it and liked it so much that I had to keep it for longer." He was almost done with the little notes he had written up about the book once he did return it to her.

Despite his foot throbbing for most of the night, and that may be dramatic, he found her... a bit interesting. There was one lyric that Jackson could relate to all too well and he lived by it after doing what he did to Liza, women, they will come and they will go, but that didn't mean that they weren't all different. A sense of innocence radiated around her and it was something he wanted to explore.

"It's officially nice to meet you again, Emerson." He was moody the last time, but who wouldn't be. This time he could be much more cooler than before. "Are you here by yourself?" He asked as he hadn't seen anyone around her and the best way he thought to make up for that night was to at least ask if she wanted to hang out for a bit if she was alone.

Emerson was the type to happily spend all day at the carnival, but nighttime was always her favorite- with big, colorful lightbulbs flashing, laughter, music, everything so bright...it was wonderful. Like something right out of a movie she used to watch as a kid. She loved it. So she didn't mind walking around alone that evening, just taking it all in.

She was rather content in that moment too, just walking along with a large stick of cotton candy, absentmindedly ripping off bits to eat as she looked around when she suddenly heard someone talking to her and she looked over, a surprised smile on her face at first that someone was acknowledging her at all- but then she realized just who the acknowledgement was from and her jaw dropped a bit. "I..--" It'd been over the one week she'd given him, so Emerson had been quite sure she'd never see her book (or him) again. And yet...

It took her a second more before she was snapping out of it, a little blush coloring her cheeks as she let out a breath. "E-Emerson. I...I'm Emerson." she introduced, still trying to gather herself again before she added. "And..and you're the boy who never gave my book back...I even gave you a deadline.."