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Ryan had mixed feelings on the power outage. 

She couldn't go to her actual, but that left more time for her to have a small uptick in her side hustle. Of course there was also a slight increase in cop patrols, but Ryan knew where to be and when to be there in order to avoid being caught. 

The extra cash was welcome. 

The extra headache was not. 

Upon returning to work, Ryan had made sure she paid all of the bills and then began saving up for the Fourth of July. While she would never admit it out loud, she loved the festival. 

She loved the smell of dirt, sweat, fried food, sugar and hay all mixed together. She loved the kids running around, covered in remnants of funnel cake, popsicles and wrestling matches in the red clay. She loved hearing and seeing the fireworks go off, and how the entirety of the fair lit up against the night sky. She loved the fashion - men in their jeans and boots, women in short shorts and crop-tops. She loved cheering on the bull riders from the stands, and yelling bullshit into the crowd just to start fights. Even more so, Ryan loved all of the extra money she made selling illegal things at the Festival. If all went well tonight, her and Delia’s rent could be paid for the next two months and then some. 

Delia had been sent off with a decent wad of cash earlier in the afternoon. Ryan had told her to stay out of any big trouble, but honestly wasn’t sure that she would listen. As long as her younger cousin stayed away from Ryan's own activities tonight that was all she cared about. 

[url=https://i.pinimg.com/1200x/c7/80/1b/c7801b66ebe50d5a8da7558356f2cb27.jpg]Walking around[/url] in the hot summer heat with her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/5a/16/915a16a0d406180c0e9ad9b7050284ab.jpg]purse[/url] slung over her shoulder, Ryan couldn’t help but sigh in defeat at just how hot it was. Pulling her hair up into a loose ponytail with the hair tie on her wrist, the dark haired woman made her way over to the nearest lemonade stand and took a place in line. 

She needed something to cool her off, and only a strawberry-lemonade could do the trick right now.




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