Amaar & OTA
Amaar has been attending the fair every day since it arrived. Which seemed like a very strange thing to be doing, even to him, even when he realized it was because it reminded him of the place he now called home. It wasn’t like Mercy had county fairs or anything like that, so he wasn’t sure what it was about the place that made him feel that way. But he did, he was embracing it, he was getting on roller coasters and losing all kind of games and enjoying cotton candy and mini doughnuts.
Only that because it was unsurprisingly difficult to say what else was permissible.
He got to the fair early on the last day and spent his time just walking around, planning to stay right up until the fireworks were over.