Re: Thad & Dagny
Dagny, who now sported a colourful cluster of flowers painted on one side of her face, offered Thad the last bite of cotton candy - she couldn't say candy floss with a straight face - and flashed him a grin. "Sure thing, superstar." It took everything not to roll her eyes at the joke, something she'd heard plenty of variations of. Since they'd started dating, they had been to plenty of fairgrounds and carnivals and she'd grown very fond of the escapism and simple joys of the rides and games. "You're just saving yourself for the 'test your strength' booth."
She passed over her payment for the game, pleased that even if she missed every single shot then it was all going to a good cause. The miniature bludgers were floating around lazily to lull the patron into a false sense of security. The game seemed simple enough: hit the bludgers to strike the wooden Quidditch players at the back of the booth.
"You'd better not laugh if I miss every shot," she warned Thad playfully as she picked up the bat.