𝗏𝗂. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝗍. 2

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a few more hours had gone by during the day and most of the fair-goers had left, but lots were still lingering around. henry still hadn't mustered up the courage to go back and have an actual conversation with animal shelter booth girl, but animal shelter booth girl was okay with that. she wasn't too good with awkward people, which wasn't something she'd planned on changing anytime soon.

"i'm gonna go look at other booths," milo said to wyatt and paige before walking off into the mini crowds of fairgoers. there were different ideas such as wheel spinning prize booths, ducks with numbers on the bottom, even a cakewalk! the oddest one, definitely though, was the 'bid on a mom!' booth.

"ha, maybe i could find a better mom here," milo laughed, not realizing how loud she was. everyone in the booth had looked over at her with concerned looks.

"oh my god are you an orphan?" a tall, muscular man asked her. he looked like he could be a superhero or something.

"oh, um, no sorry," she said quickly while walking away, somehow stumbling into a booth meant for people who collect buckets. there was a curly haired boy also there. it sounded like he was getting bucket therapy?

"listen, you don't need the buckets and the buckets don't need you. you're stronger than them, you're above them. go be free!" the 'therapist' told the guy. he began to walk away from the table they were at and he stopped to tell milo, "this guy works wonders!" before continuing to walk away.

next year, let's not invite people from other towns, she thought to herself.

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after looking at a few more booths, milo decided to go back to her friends for the remainder of the fair. as she was walking back, she'd seen all the people she'd run into earlier walking together. they'd seemed to be in a hurry so she didn't take the time to talk to the blonde again.

the blonde, however, saw her and walked right over to her in hopes of sparking another quick conversation.

"hey."

"oh hello."

there was some awkward silence between the two that was painful for the others to watch.

"i'm in a band!"

"no you aren't."

"no i'm not."

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