The silly festival they'd set the booth at was boring to Jim and frankly, so was the booth but Sherr was certainly aiding to make it interesting. He made a small sound and shifted his foot, leaning backwards as he grabbed Sherrinford's jacket and turning them swiftly. He yanked, tugging him back behind one of the tents that was set up for activities.
He'd never pried his lips away from the other either, an amused chuckle bubbling up and lost between them.