jester walked down the roads of the carnival, shoving her hands into her pockets as she did so and sighing. they were on the outskirts of new york right now and she was exhausted from all the fire breathing and so on.
jesse leaned against the wall and lit a smoke, smiling at all the lights and smirking at the eye candy that would walk by him. he licked his lips and took a long drag of his smoke.
ryan picked up the small lion cub and kept walking through the gaates, feeding them and making sure they were okay. he smiled to himself happily.
rhett twirled the daggers in her hands, before she through them at the targets. she smirked and ran her fingers through her purple hair.