Re: destiny& bro at eddie's carnival
The carnival man was different than she expected. Destiny had met a lot of people in this town, a lot of the men in this town, but she could still be surprised now and then. Like now, when she realized that this man was Eddie, and that he didn't have a twirly mustache or a glittery top hat, and maybe Destiny had too big of an imagination, but she liked thinking that way all the same. "Hi," she was naturally flirty with a cherry balm smile that turned up at both ends so easily, and her big brown eyes had the kind of innocence only seconded by her little brother's.
Wyatt, h was a natural charmer. He was teeth and grins, he tucked a thumb into his mouth, wistful while he leaned his head on his big sister's shoulder, thinking. They didn't exactly look like they were supposed to be siblings, Wyatt being notably black and Destiny being plenty white, but the familial relationship between them was obvious enough to leave little doubt about their connection.
"I'm Destiny, this is Wyatt…" And her fawnish eyes gashed a little wider, almost sympathetic. She knew what it was like to run a business, and she also knew that most grown adults got really tired or fed up around small children. So this was a big favor he was doing. "Thanks for doing this."
As for what he wanted to see first, Wyatt perked, "Animals?"