quicklog: abe/sasha apple cart
[True to his word, Abe walked out to the apple cart only minutes after suggesting it to Sasha. The carnival during the day seemed like it had been closed for centuries. Most of the carnies were fast asleep, having performed all night and not fans of the morning light. Abe usually closed up his tent comparatively early, so pancakes seemed fine.
He was worried about her apparently being up all night, but then again there was a lot he didn't know about Sasha. He walked up in a sweatshirt, jeans and flip flops. His thick rimmed glasses slowly fogging up from the morning chill. Abe grinned at her as he approached, pointing to the apple cart.] How did this get back here? I threw it in the lake because I was jealous of it.