Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.
Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.
Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.
“No,
they’re not as good as the other things I hunt. I prefer not to eat
anything that has hooves in fact,” He smiled and shrugged it off, “I
find little times in the day to do what I want, aside from practice and
college.. I prefer at night,”He sipped at the bubbling drink in his hand, “Anyways, enough about
me… Tell me about yourself, surely you have to have something you love
doing too. Something that you just can’t help but love, no matter what people think of it.”
Okay… Carlos didn’t want to judge Skip for that, but here he was – silently judging. That was just such a waste of food… what even was the point if he wasn’t going to eat it?
“Well, uh, you know that I am a scientist. I love doing science,” Carlos said. He then smiled. “But I’m also a part-time band manager for the Literal Rock Band. We have an understanding between us since they need a manager and I want to study them.”
The Perfect Scientist 