Liam Kincaid (
firstofitskind) wrote2020-04-29 12:05 pm
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A Traveling Carnival Currently Set Up Somewhere In Virginia, Wednesday Afternoon
The other day, Liam had offhandedly mentioned to Verity that he'd tried funnel cake, and been unimpressed with it. He had not been prepared for the outraged grumbling that had followed that pronouncement. Or the vaguely ominous declaration that this needed to be 'fixed'.
Come Wednesday afternoon, she'd told him that they had a portal booked to the mainland and to bring cash. Actual physical cash, not just a credit card. Curious, he'd pressed her for details, but all she'd say was just "You'll see when we get there."
'There' was apparently a traveling carnival, complete with rides, midway games... and, of course, food stands.
"Is this the one you threatened to ground Hayley from for the summer?" he asked, curious.
[ooc: for the wife!]
Come Wednesday afternoon, she'd told him that they had a portal booked to the mainland and to bring cash. Actual physical cash, not just a credit card. Curious, he'd pressed her for details, but all she'd say was just "You'll see when we get there."
'There' was apparently a traveling carnival, complete with rides, midway games... and, of course, food stands.
"Is this the one you threatened to ground Hayley from for the summer?" he asked, curious.
[ooc: for the wife!]
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The ride whipped the other way, flinging Verity at him. "Well," she said, squished against his side. "Fancy meeting you here."
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"How do I know that's an actual rule and not one you made up just now?" he demanded.
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Which was normally when he'd lean in to kiss her, but... not happening when they were being whipped back and forth by the ride.
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"I mean, when have I ever led you wrong?" she said, leaning her head against his chest, even as they were getting flung around.
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“Well, there was the time with the kitchen table where you nearly ended up with a concussion?”
That was on both of them, let’s be real. Although she’d been the one who’d wanted to keep going.
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"I'm sorry, who was right there enthusiastically with me?"
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He was hilarious.
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Worked for the mice.
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Not that she needed the hand down, but Liam liked any excuse to take her hand in his, okay?
"You have anything in particular in mind?"
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"Nothing I'm allowed to say in public," she said, giving him a dirty wink.
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