If Obi-Wan could actually look adorable, Loras thought he did just then. From where they stood, Loras could smell the chlorinated water used in the faux waterfall around the ride. He looked to the peak of the false mountain, feeling a swell of excitement surge through him.
The hand not hold in the churro went to Obi-Wan's shoulder. Loras bounced on the balls of his feet, his blond hair shifting against his shoulders. "Obi-Wan! I can't believe you're going to get on a ride with me! Let's sit near the middle, I think those are the best ones. If we sit in the back, we'll be tossed around too much."