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“Yeah. There’s a man over there making balloon animals. There’s also a face-painting station. As well as a fortune teller, and carnival games over that way. I think there’s even prizes.” Jordyn wrapped his arm around Dillon’s shoulder. “Let’s go get you a drink,” he said. I caught Dillon’s eye as Jordyn led him away. He was past being shocked and looked more amused now than anything. “Sounds good, Jordyn,” he said, chuckling. “And maybe a snow cone?” Jordyn said. “I have three different flavors.” “Yum,” Dillon said. Stella took my hand and started leading me through the crowd. “I can’t believe he invited our clients,” I told her. She picked up a corn dog and passed it to me. She had a butter

Claire smiled at me as she handed me the note. ‘I hope you love your outfit for the day, Troy is to be at your beck and call today to ensure you have fun and enjoy the carnival! Love Theo’ No matter what, Theo was family and we would always work past arguments. The same couldn't be said for Ro, but I couldn't get lost in that right now. I had bigger things to worry about today and would have a chance to mend things with him, somehow, later. I was hurried into the shower and proceeded to sit for hair and makeup for the next few hours. The carnival was today, a yearly event that drew other packs in, in hopes of finding mates, although usually only unranked pack members from other territories a

Mouris said as she combed her hair. "I know, right? Time to get my flirt on," I said as I winked at my reflection. I took my phone and took a mirror photo, I look hot, I might even fuck myself. There was no need to wear any shoes or sandals because we are gonna be on the beach all day and night. The carnival is gonna start at 3 pm. This time, Caroline wants it to bean evening to all-night party... it's gonna end at 3 am... 12 hours straight of unlimited fun and craziness. I'm wearing a pink and blue bikini that is super hot. We, the girls, catwalked to the sitting room where the guys were waiting. We all wore robes on our bikinis; we don't want to show them what's beneath now.

I would have thought they’d only have it on family cruises. The atmosphere is festive, lights glowing above. It looks like the kind of place that would have midnight bumper cars with glowing, multicolored lights. There are cars of multiple colors and several styles, most with eyeballs. They look like the cars from Cars, like they’re going to come to life at any moment. According to staff, it’s one of the most popular activities for couples’ cruises. From the outside, you’d think it was dumb and childish. From the inside…

He can hear every little detail that was going on around him, and in a carnival, there's a lot going on. Ari was busy with her corn dog and a maxi cup of soda. She dragged him along to try everything they had to offer, every game booth, every snack, the carousel, the haunted house, like a little girl who went to the playground for the first time. She squished his frowning face, "Smile ... you look like a bored boyfriend," she laughed. He looked at her sharply, still not smiling, "It's been more than 30 minutes ... we should go."

one of the assholes asks before he bursts out laughing. “No, thanks. It’s a bit too cold for that,” I mutter, feeling calmer than I should. Losing my cool will only get me killed. Jesus, I’m thirsty. “Is there anything to drink?” I ask as I move to an open seat and sit down. “No food and drinks on this cruise, love,” one of them answers me with a smirk. The wind is fucking cold, and it feels as if I’m turning blue, which has me getting frustrated

The cold breeze sweeping from the water brushes over my face and body sending strokes of cold down my spine. I tighten the straps of my life jacket, feeling its secure embrace against my chest. Dustin does the same behind me from where he is sitting, my eyes shining with excitement and a hint of nervousness. We scan the book of the boat carrying us—the Mars Cruise, a sleek and high-tech boat that promises an unforgettable adventure.

He punctuated that last bit with a leer and a waggle of his eyebrows. Ruby glanced behind him toward the open water. There were two cruise ships docked here today - the one she'd just come from, the Queen Aquaria, and then the Ocean Jamboree, which featured a tangle of water slides on the main deck and was blaring electronic dance music so loud that she could hear it from here. She had an idea where these guys belonged. "Sorry," she said with a shrug. "I'm on the Queen Aquaria." "No way," one of the other frat guys said with a laugh. "That's the old person cruise."

Asher's Pov Caden wasn't wrong. The Carnival Cruise was amazing. I believe I laughed more times than I could count and yell more times than I could ever imagine. Carnival Cruise is literally a carnival. Lots of people come out dressed in feathers and colours. It's like a mini adaption of the Brazilian Samba and more of a Halloween party (a less grotesque type) and it was fun.

There are a bunch of stalls selling cakes, pies, and uniquely styled candies everywhere! Also, there are a ton of contraptions everywhere where humans would ride. Some of them looked fun, while the others are just plain suicidal because it seems like it is throwing them into a swirl in the air. Is that even safe? Are those torture devices? I try to make sense of what I am seeing. It seems like people line up to ride those torturous rides willingly, like they want to get pummeled to the ground and be spun in the air. Humans are weird. Is this what Holly means when she calls the carnival as a place for fun?