Bailey Carroll (boymeetsghoul) wrote in midway_ic, @ 2011-08-16 21:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | bailey carroll, ringo riot, week 1 |
{ w h o } Ringo and Bailey.
{ w h a t } Post-Midway slackin'.
{ w h e n } Thursday night.
{ w h e r e } Ringo Toss booth.
{ r a t i n g } PG.
It had been a long day of doing next to nothing - Bailey's act hadn't ever been one of the sideshow's biggest draws, and this week, the turnout had been terrible - and Bailey was ready to spend a long evening doing something. Anything. Risking third degree burns to the face wasn't nearly as appealing when there were only two people watching - if he was going to disfigure himself, he at least wanted to do it in front of a crowd that counted, okay.
Someday, he was going to do something that was going to make him a star. To make his family proud. But not tonight - tonight, the only thing he wanted to do was forget that whole drab day had even happened. And he could think of no better way to do that than to pay a visit to his friend and partner-in-crime at his game booth after the carnival's modest crowds had left. Loosening his tie and unbuttoning his vest, Bailey sauntered over to Ringo's end of the Midway, leaning up on his booth as he waited for him to finish up.