[hr] [center][h1][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev [/color][/h1] [img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/7abab444934e1f8f30e883bdad0f71a0/tumblr_nrisnnDhEA1rmcs4lo6_500.gif [/img] Location: The Tent City.[/center] [hr] Constantin didn't take too much to locate his parents. As usual the two of them were together, talking and laughing and pass time together. He always had admired the way they got along. They looked almost like best friends at time rather than married couple. Or was it that why the relationship was so good? He probably will never know. Still to run away from their homes to be together suggested deep love. As soon as his father saw him, Constantin was called over. The seat was already arranged with some greens and the bulgarian alcohol made from plums – Rakia! Wasn't exactly easy to keep in stock, but he and his family preferred it for it's fruity taste. Make a jug of it for good occasions and the like. He smiled right away as he greeted his parents and they all of them had a drink for the health of everyone in the circus. What's more his father was currently busy telling him to drink more because he had to get the chill from the freezing water out of the body and what better way from good hard application of alcohol internally and externally![color=9e005d]” Fine. Cheers!”[/color] Constantin finally surrendered and took a good long gulp from the fruity alcoholic beverage.