[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/221012/2e3308bd6e1cb4d2c4840b324f89acdf.png[/img] [/center] [table] [row] [sup][h3][b][color=2e2c2c] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right] [/color][/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row] [cell] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/EJO5vUb.jpg[/img][/center] [center][color=ab9d90] ___________________________________[/color][/center] [color=#FF8C00][sub]C O L L A B O R A T I O N B E T W E E N[/sub][/color] [color=Silver][indent][sub]∞ Tanith Aine Foley | [@Vicier] ∞ Allister Hugo Demoin | [@LostDestiny][/sub][/indent][/color] [color=#FF8C00][sub]L O C A T I O N[/sub][/color] [color=Silver][indent][sub]∞ Delbrook Academy | Lacrosse Field [/sub][/indent][/color] [color=#FF8C00][sub]A C T I V I T Y[/sub][/color] [color=Silver][indent][sub]∞ First Day | Welcome Back Carnival[/sub][/indent][/color] [center][color=ab9d90] ___________________________________[/color][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/FPgNRft.gif[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/o8MjGjU.gif[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NkJCQbL.gif[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/XaAnxKt.gif[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/8Pq1X70.gif[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/zC2s9Ts.gif[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/aiMy7BZ.gif[/img][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/COVMnuc.gif[/img][/center] [center][color=ab9d90] ___________________________________[/color][/center] [color=#FF8C00][sub]I N T E R A C T I N G W I T H[/sub][/color] [color=Silver][indent][sub]∞ Each other[/sub][/indent][/color] [color=#FF8C00][sub]S P E C I A L M E N T I O N S[/sub][/color] [color=Silver][indent][sub]∞ Davina Devereaux | [@Wolf Mother] ∞ Riley Revels | [@Apoalo][/sub][/indent][/color] [center][color=ab9d90] ___________________________________[/color][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ABGrav2.jpg[/img][/center] [/cell][cell] [color=ab9d90]____________________________________________________________________________[/color] [color=#FF8C00][sub]D E L B R O O K A C A D E M Y | F I R S T D A Y - W E C O M E B A C K C A R N I V A L[/sub][/color] [color=Silver][indent][sub]Tanith’s arms working their way up the length of her body, it was only after she’d laced her fingers together that she was rewarded with the soft, satisfying ‘pops’ and ‘clicks’ of her joints expelling the little air bubbles trapped between them. Assembly’s. Gods, she hated them. They were just so long, and monotonous, and the majority of the time, they really had nothing of value to anyone other than a select few. And she was very rarely included in that few category, she honestly didn’t see the point anymore. Hands breaking apart, causing her arms to flop back down to her sides as she gave her back a break, satisfied now that she had finished cracking it, the young redhead cast a quick glance around. And hands drawing together, she gave very little attention to her flannel. Tightening it around her waist as she rounded the corner, wandering out into the fresh air and sunlight of the lacrosse field side by side with one of her three best friends. Allister Demoin. Where Dav and Revels were, she had no idea. Her phone hadn’t gone off in a few hours, but bets were both were off doing things for their various clubs. She couldn’t help but to scrunch her features up slightly at the thought that she should probably be doing the same. [color=#E6A05B]"You know I [i]actually[/i] have responsibilities at this thing this year..?"[/color] Closing what little gap was between them, there was no hesitation in the girl's actions as she snaked her arm around his back. And making herself comfortable at his side, slipped her hand down into the back pocket of his (no doubt designer) jeans, [color=#E6A05B]"Got my own booth and everything. Guess I should probably swing by it at some point, huh..?"[/color] Allister’s eyes were scanning the crowd of students milling about before they eventually landed back on Tanith as she put her hand in his pocket. His own arm naturally moved to wrap around her shoulders. He, admittedly had not been paying full attention to Tan when she started talking but his brain managed to put enough of it together to formulate a response. [color=#4B3D63]“You and I both know you would rather spend all your time hanging out with me rather than standing around at a boring booth. That is, after all, what you have lower classmen for.”[/color] He winked at her and smiled continuing on his path which, admittedly, was to one of the food vendors. He had left the house this morning without eating since he ended up waking up late. At that point he was already committed to picking up Tanith and he was not about to cancel on her. So, knowing there would be food he opted to not eat. Not that he would tell his companion that, as far as she was concerned he was simply still hungry. [color=#4B3D63]“Though I suppose if you really have to swing by the booth I guess I have no choice than to come with you. You know, to make sure you don’t get too bored and or lonely.”[/color] He ran his free hand through his hair as he teased his friend. He knew she had other friends she could talk to, but that wasn’t going to stop him from bothering her as long as he possibly could. [color=#4B3D63]“But after I get myself a funnel cake or a pretzel or something. I want some carnival food. If you want anything it’s my treat.”[/color] He knew she would probably argue with him about spending money on her but he didn’t care. He was going to do it anyway and she really couldn’t stop him. The sound of Tanith’s laughter got lost in the crowd around them, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. And really, the boy had a point. Unless they were really diligent, the majority of Seniors running clubs had blown off responsibility by putting underclassmen in charge of running their booths. And they both knew she was certainly no exception to that. [color=#E6A05B]"Well, I mean… till this year, I wasn’t running DnD as an ‘official’ club. Just a hobby for those who were interested. Dunno how the others talked me into it; but payback is they can run the booth while you and I stuff our faces."[/color] Tongue poking out from between her lips, Tanith was more than willing, and used to at this point, Allister taking the lead. Allowing him to move her in whichever direction suited him in the moment, though as the smell of food washed over her, she gave it her attention. Not so much as bothering to argue with him on matters of money as she took a moment to eye off the menu, [color=#E6A05B]"Ooo… might take you up on a funnel cake. I’m starving. All ready to cook breakfast this morning, and my phone starts ringing. Next thing I know, I’m sitting at the table, drinking a coffee, while your mother ‘reminds’ me that I have to make a good impression for Senior year, so I should dress to impress."[/color] Allister’s jaw tightened at the mention of his mother calling Tanith. It was one thing for her to put her unrealistic standards on him, but he hated that she did it to Tan also. [color=#4B3D63]“Sorry about her…”[/color] He muttered through gritted teeth. He had thought he heard her going on about keeping up standards and 'dressing to impress' but he hadn’t realized that she would be so bold as to try to control [i]other[/i] people’s kids too. [color=#4B3D63]“Yea, I can get you a funnel cake, I think there is a vendor this way.”[/color] He turned in the direction of the stall. He was abnormally quiet as they stood in line. His brow was creased in thought, before finally he spoke again. [color=#4B3D63]“We can end this fake thing we have anytime you want. If my folks get to be too much, just say the word and I’ll pull the plug.”[/color] It hadn’t been the first time he had reminded her of this and it wouldn’t be the last. The two of them had decided to pretend to date to get Al’s parents off his back. They hated that he used to bring a different random girl to various public functions, told him it made him look like a sleaze and wasn’t good for the [i]'brand'[/i] so he’d decided to just start asking Tanith to come with him. Which was when his parents got the idea that they were together, and the two of them just went with it. Allister kind of felt bad subjecting her to his family, but at the same time, at least he didn’t have to deal with them alone. [color=#4B3D63]“Anyway! What do you want to order? Anything you want, milady.”[/color] He winked at her obviously trying to change the subject so he didn’t bring the mood down. Already having opened her mouth to respond, Tanith instead ended up closing it. Lips pursed slightly. He was, as usual, trying to change the subject. And she could understand why. This was a conversation they’d had before- it was one they’d had a few times over. And each time, the result was the same. If she could help him out by getting his parents off his back, even for a little. Yeah. Then it wasn’t even a question. Letting it go, however, Tanith allowed herself to be distracted by the menu hung up beside the vendor they were currently queuing in front of. Her sparkling blues roaming over the words written, there were a few moments of played up, intense thought before, eventually, she turned her gaze back to him. A warm smile breaking out over her features, [color=#E6A05B]"Classic funnel cake. All the way. .. at least to start."[/color] A smirk spread across his lips. [color=#4B3D63]“To start, you say? What makes you think the offer stands after the first purchase?”[/color] He teased, though he had no intention of letting her spend her own money after she told him his mother pestered her. If they were going to give Tan a hard time he was going to spend their money on her. Was no skin off his back. They finally got to the front of the line and he ordered both of them their funnel cakes. He ended up just copying Tanith, because he honestly hadn’t been looking at the menu, and whereas normally he wouldn’t have had a problem holding up the line, he knew his companion would tell him to stop being a prick. [color=#4B3D63]“Care to find a place to sit? Perhaps the bleachers where it’s mostly empty and all the inferior beings can look upon our superiority?”[/color] He was mostly joking… mostly. Al did like to stand out after all. He pointed to a spot that was mostly clear, more or less leading her toward it, unless she objected. [color=#E6A05B]"Mm..? Nghmm…"[/color] The food hadn’t been in her hands for more than a few seconds before Tanith was biting down into the sweet, gooey goodness that was fried pastry smothered in banana slices, and drizzled rather liberally with caramel topping. The mere taste was enough to have her eyes rolling back into her head, while from behind her sealed lips came a notable moan of satisfaction. Orgasms in general were good; [i]food orgasms[/i] though... they just hit different. Once more happy to follow her feet, her body giving no resistance as he turned it to whatever direction he wanted to go in, Tanith didn’t seem to really register where they were until it was too late. And climbing a few rungs up the bleachers, she took a seat. A single leg folding up underneath her as she turned to face him. Giving the all too familiar field her profile as she chuckled, [color=#E6A05B]"Careful, Ali-boy… your ego is showing."[/color] Rolling his eyes as he chuckled. [color=#4B3D63]“My ego always shows doll, it’s part of my charm. Helps me pull the ladies. After all, women like a man who knows his worth. Worked with you, right?”[/color] He sat down beside her when he got to where he wanted to sit and took a bite of the carnival food that was now in his lap. [color=#4B3D63]“Do you need to check on your booth after this? I was serious when I said if I [i]had[/i] too I would go sit over there with you… just make sure nobody thinks I am into your nerdy shit.”[/color] He glanced over at her knowing he would probably get smacked for that one, even though she knew he was mostly joking. [color=#4B3D63]“If not then I say we find some rides, or something to go on. If I’m forced to be here I might as well have some fun.”[/color] He honestly would have skipped the first day entirely if he hadn’t agreed to pick Tanith up. He also would have attempted to convince her to skip as well if he wasn’t already aware that she had a booth set up for her club. He would rather be asleep at the beach house, which was where he would have gone after leaving the house to “go to school”, than be here at the school, but it seemed he couldn’t say no to the redhead that sat beside him moaning at funnel cake. [color=#E6A05B]"Rides. Hands down. My vote is on rides- or games. I wanna see you try an’ win me a stuffed teddy."[/color] The bridge of her nose wrinkling lightly, Tanith’s tongue slipped playfully out from between her lips. Though it was only for a few moments before it was gone. Disappearing back into her mouth, as she drew the food back up and took another bite. Eliciting another moan, however this one was not quite as long. [color=#E6A05B]".. Mm…."[/color] Pausing, hand falling away from her make-shift breakfast, she brought the back of her knuckles against her lips. Using her hand to cover her mouth long enough that she was able to finish what she was currently eating, before lowering it, and the rest of her funnel cake, down to her lap, [color=#E6A05B]".. like you said, I got underclassmen to work the booth. We can just dip through later to see how things are going, Besides… if they [i]really[/i] need me, they have my number."[/color] [color=#4B3D63]“Rides and maybe some games, you know they are all mostly scams though right? And the prizes are actually ass in terms of quality.”[/color] He didn’t know where his hatred for carnival games came from. Maybe it was simply because they had them at the scare attraction he worked during Halloween so he knew how trash they were. He honestly wasn’t sure. He just knew if she really wanted a 'Stuffed Teddy' as she called it he could get her a much better quality one for far less effort. He supposed she simply wanted to watch him struggle at the games that were pretty much rigged from the start. He took another bite of his cake and squinted at Tanith. [color=#4B3D63]“Tan, if you don’t stop making those noises at your food I am going to lose it…”[/color] He scanned her body briefly with his classic smirk. He would, in fact, not lose it, and they both knew it but still it was fun to give her a hard time. Tongue working its way into her cheek, Tanith’s brow arched. Her piercing gaze locked with his, almost as though she were sizing him up, though after a moment, she began to shift. Both legs drawing up to cross underneath her as she grew more comfortable, it was only once she was settled, facing him, that she leant herself forward. And making the gap between them smaller, lifted the food back to her lips. Giving a show of taking yet another bite, the moan purposefully louder and more drawn out than before as she maintained their eye contact. [color=#E6A05B]".. Nghnn… [i]so[/i] good…"[/color] Allister couldn’t help but roll his eyes. [color=#4B3D63]“Could you be any more of a brat while you are at it?”[/color] He whispered to her now that she was so much closer to him. He was egging her on at this point, his eyes locked with hers. But his hand reached to grab a piece of her funnel cake while she was distracted. He quickly pulled a piece off with his fork and shoved it in his own mouth before she could stop him. [color=#4B3D63]“Wow, yours is so much better than mine, no wonder you’re moaning so loud, I get it now.”[/color] He chuckled softly and stuck his tongue out at her before sliding back a bit to get some distance once more, mostly to protect his own fried and sugared treat from being seized in a similar manner. [color=#E6A05B]"Ah..! Rude much..!"[/color] Tanith’s mouth fell open, and flicking a hand out, it was with a light ‘smack’ that she playfully backhanded his chest. The corners of her lips playing in a smirk as she once more lifted her food from her lap. Already getting ready to take another bite, [color=#E6A05B]"Fucking dick. You are [i]so lucky[/i] that I love you…"[/color] [/sub][/indent][/color] [/cell] [/row] [/table]