My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

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vampire gave another huff through his fangs, shaking his head once
more. “No.. They don’t even have to be willing- I just need to be able
to look them in the eye,”

“I thought you said you just needed to touch them?” Carlos asked him. “What’s the process of it exactly?”

He waved his hand dismissively, leaning back and sighing. “Sorry I’m not extremely specific about everything I say, I’ve never been a year subject before.” He huffed, “Touching someone is preferable for a tighter hold, but it’s not necessary if you’re making eye contact..”

“A tighter hold,” Carlos repeated as he typed into the notepad. “What do you mean by that?”