 Post 5 : #88 (miss) ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Last one. And he could hear the muttering in the trees. He could HEAR just the murmurs, nothing solid so he wasn't aware of any comments made about them, but he most definitely hated the idea of just knowing someone was talking about him. He loathed this situation, feeling like he was in some sort of dog fight. Cattle. This wasn't a lesson, it felt like a punishment to him. And it was a really crappy punishment if you asked him.
There. He had no intention of doing this one on the move, and so he stopped in line with the target and shot his arrow towards it, and watched it fall short and stab hard into the ground. How embarrassing.
That was it. He headed back to join the group with a huff, looking less than happy with the entire situation that was happening right now. In fact, he looked like someone had taken a dump on him. And that was definitely what it felt like.
Was this over now?
Could be go back to being himself?
Could this carnival just END?!
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