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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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“N-no,
it’s fine it’s nothing really! Just what the kind of makeup does to my
skin, maybe I’m allergic or something!” He shrugged off the questions,
making up some kind of half assed excuse just to grab up Carlos’s hand
and tug him towards the exit of the circus. He lead him towards a
bicycle but then turned awkwardly to Carlos and pressed, “Maybe you’ve
got a car?”

That made no sense, Carlos realized. Skip would know if the make-up made him react. But Carlos decided maybe he shouldn’t push it… especially since Skip was so eager to just get going and forget about it.

Carlos smiled and took out his keys. “Yeah, I’ve got a car. It’s parked in the middle of the field over there, where the parking was set up. Are, uh… any of your friends joining us?” Carlos had been under the impression that it would be a group of acrobats going out for food, but maybe he’d misheard or misunderstood.

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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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Skip
couldn’t help the laugh that rattled up through his throat, his hand
clasped over his mouth as he chuckled into his fingers and closed his
eyes. Facebook? Oh god, this guy was literally a dad

“I-I Don’t.. use Facebook?” He tried to say without too much laughter, his face still red at the idea Carlos studied him.

Carlos blinked. “Oh, you don’t?” he asked. That was weird, he thought. But he wasn’t judging. “Well, maybe a twitter or something?” Why was he laughing? Usually Carlos knew all the jokes, but right now he was so confused.

“Yeah, Twitter’s fine.” With that in mind, Skip gladly handed over his url from the slightly younger website. Realizing Carlos had asked for Facebook, and realizing his slowly developing crush for the scientist he wanted to ask how old he was but that was rude. Right? He shook it off, not now.

“Listen- I gotta go, usually the acrobats all go out for a slice after the show. But.. Maybe you’d like to come?” It never hurt to ask.

Carlos quickly input the url into his phone and he hit the ‘follow’ button. He looked at Skip. “Well, I haven’t had my weekly mandated Big Rico’s pizza just yet… so sure. I’d like to.” He smiled at the other man. “I had been planning on getting something to eat anyway.”

“Great!” He cheered, stepping away a bit and somehow blushing even more after his offer to get dinner. What was he doing? “L-let me to change really quick, just stay put.” He said quickly before rushing off behind the main tent, the flaps waving in the wind as he closed it.

Inside the tent, Skip began undressing as he went through a panic attack from his simple encounter. He was soon rendered helpless in the dressing room, not coming out for more than around five minutes.

Carlos, for his part, just stayed outside. He wasn’t sure what made him agree to going out to dinner with Skip and his troupe, but he had no reason not to go. He stayed where he was and waited for Skip to come and get him. He didn’t mind the time it took – maybe Skip was taking off his make-up or something. At the moment, Carlos just wasn’t invested enough in the other man to think that anything might be wrong.

Finally when Skip did come out and decide to show his face without any of the heavy makeup he had worn minutes before, his face was tear stained and red with his pale eyes looking vaguely bloodshot and tired, he worked up a smile. “Ready?” He pressed, worried that now without his fancy costume and glittery makeup that Carlos wouldn’t be interested.

Skip wasn’t dressed in anything spectacular, simply a hoodie and some jeans with tears into them and the hoodie had cuts down the sleeves, how odd.

Carlos smiled. “Yeah, I am,” he said as he put away his phone. However, one look at Skip’s face made Carlos pause. “Uh hey, wait a second… are you okay? Is something bothering you? Was it that guy from before?” Carlos was worried. Skip hadn’t seemed like he was crying when he disappeared into the tent.

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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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Skip
couldn’t help the laugh that rattled up through his throat, his hand
clasped over his mouth as he chuckled into his fingers and closed his
eyes. Facebook? Oh god, this guy was literally a dad

“I-I Don’t.. use Facebook?” He tried to say without too much laughter, his face still red at the idea Carlos studied him.

Carlos blinked. “Oh, you don’t?” he asked. That was weird, he thought. But he wasn’t judging. “Well, maybe a twitter or something?” Why was he laughing? Usually Carlos knew all the jokes, but right now he was so confused.

“Yeah, Twitter’s fine.” With that in mind, Skip gladly handed over his url from the slightly younger website. Realizing Carlos had asked for Facebook, and realizing his slowly developing crush for the scientist he wanted to ask how old he was but that was rude. Right? He shook it off, not now.

“Listen- I gotta go, usually the acrobats all go out for a slice after the show. But.. Maybe you’d like to come?” It never hurt to ask.

Carlos quickly input the url into his phone and he hit the ‘follow’ button. He looked at Skip. “Well, I haven’t had my weekly mandated Big Rico’s pizza just yet… so sure. I’d like to.” He smiled at the other man. “I had been planning on getting something to eat anyway.”

“Great!” He cheered, stepping away a bit and somehow blushing even more after his offer to get dinner. What was he doing? “L-let me to change really quick, just stay put.” He said quickly before rushing off behind the main tent, the flaps waving in the wind as he closed it.

Inside the tent, Skip began undressing as he went through a panic attack from his simple encounter. He was soon rendered helpless in the dressing room, not coming out for more than around five minutes.

Carlos, for his part, just stayed outside. He wasn’t sure what made him agree to going out to dinner with Skip and his troupe, but he had no reason not to go. He stayed where he was and waited for Skip to come and get him. He didn’t mind the time it took – maybe Skip was taking off his make-up or something. At the moment, Carlos just wasn’t invested enough in the other man to think that anything might be wrong.

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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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Skip
couldn’t help the laugh that rattled up through his throat, his hand
clasped over his mouth as he chuckled into his fingers and closed his
eyes. Facebook? Oh god, this guy was literally a dad

“I-I Don’t.. use Facebook?” He tried to say without too much laughter, his face still red at the idea Carlos studied him.

Carlos blinked. “Oh, you don’t?” he asked. That was weird, he thought. But he wasn’t judging. “Well, maybe a twitter or something?” Why was he laughing? Usually Carlos knew all the jokes, but right now he was so confused.

“Yeah, Twitter’s fine.” With that in mind, Skip gladly handed over his url from the slightly younger website. Realizing Carlos had asked for Facebook, and realizing his slowly developing crush for the scientist he wanted to ask how old he was but that was rude. Right? He shook it off, not now.

“Listen- I gotta go, usually the acrobats all go out for a slice after the show. But.. Maybe you’d like to come?” It never hurt to ask.

Carlos quickly input the url into his phone and he hit the ‘follow’ button. He looked at Skip. “Well, I haven’t had my weekly mandated Big Rico’s pizza just yet… so sure. I’d like to.” He smiled at the other man. “I had been planning on getting something to eat anyway.”

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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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Skip
couldn’t help the laugh that rattled up through his throat, his hand
clasped over his mouth as he chuckled into his fingers and closed his
eyes. Facebook? Oh god, this guy was literally a dad

“I-I Don’t.. use Facebook?” He tried to say without too much laughter, his face still red at the idea Carlos studied him.

Carlos blinked. “Oh, you don’t?” he asked. That was weird, he thought. But he wasn’t judging. “Well, maybe a twitter or something?” Why was he laughing? Usually Carlos knew all the jokes, but right now he was so confused.

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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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He
glanced over to the striped tent, laughing a bit and turning back to
Carlos with a shrug as his shoulders dropped he scratched at his neck
and rolled it.

“She had a date, she’s not my partner by the way.. We’re just
siblings.” He explained before going on with, “Yeah that guy wasn’t
invited over here, I was just getting a drink when he came over.. Thanks
again,” Chuckling and dropping his hand, “You know you’re pretty limber
for some random guy in the audience..”

Carlos chuckled softly. “Well, uh, I’m sure I’m going to be feeling it in the morning,” he confessed. “I work out in the field a lot, but I’m still not as active as I probably should be, heh.” He cleared his throat. “I-I was just referring to… well, when I said ‘partner’ I just meant your acrobatic routine partner. I didn’t know if you guys were… I didn’t want to assume.”

“Don’t worry about it,” He quickly shrugged it off with his eyes glancing over the park and sighing deeply from his chest, almost as if it was his last time viewing the place. His deepest eyes glinted like glitter in the ride’s lights, with his heavy makeup sparkling beautifully along his cheeks as he took another breath before playfully punching Carlos in the arm.

“Hey!” He exclaimed with a point of his finger, “You don’t know my name yet, it’s Skip.” He finally said with a smile.

Carlos smiled at him. He offered his hand to shake. “I’m Carlos,” he said. “Carlos Ramon. I’m a scientist. I should thank you for giving me a circus experience that I will never forget.”

Skip quickly grabbed his hand and shook it gently, exactly how anyone would have expected someone like Skip to shake a hand. “Scientist, huh? What’s someone so smart like you doing in a place where the runaways live, anyways? Just here for the stunts?” He laughed warmly, letting go of Carlos’s hand and dropping it to his side.

“I’m glad I could thrill you Carlos, it was my pleasure to drag you from your seat just to hear you shriek.” His laugh rattled up through his throat again, “Really though, were you interested in the show or did you just come to see idiots get hurt?”

Carlos chuckled. “No, nothing like that. I won a coupon in a raffle at work. So I came in for that. Honestly, I was scientifically interested in the equipment you use. And your use of the laws of physics to your advantage was pretty awesome to watch. I wish I brought my notebook so I could calculate some of the stuff you pulled.“

The acrobat blushed then, he raised a hand to his chest to feel his heartbeat accelerate and his blood rush into his cheeks. His eyes were wide for a moment before he simply chuckled, playing with a heart shaped locket nervously.

“You did?” He pressed, “I’m flattered, really.. Someone like you really caring about what I do, that was very validating. Would you like my number?”

“Well, what you do obviously takes a lot of work,” Carlos said. “You must be in peak physical condition, especially to drag my fat butt up and throw me around like a rag doll.” He chuckled. But then he was confused. “Well, I dunno about phone numbers. Do you have a Facebook? We can start out with that instead.”

It was in Carlos’ mind that Facebook was a safer alternative to just giving out his phone number right away. It wasn’t anything personal against Skip, he was just practicing basic safety.

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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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He
glanced over to the striped tent, laughing a bit and turning back to
Carlos with a shrug as his shoulders dropped he scratched at his neck
and rolled it.

“She had a date, she’s not my partner by the way.. We’re just
siblings.” He explained before going on with, “Yeah that guy wasn’t
invited over here, I was just getting a drink when he came over.. Thanks
again,” Chuckling and dropping his hand, “You know you’re pretty limber
for some random guy in the audience..”

Carlos chuckled softly. “Well, uh, I’m sure I’m going to be feeling it in the morning,” he confessed. “I work out in the field a lot, but I’m still not as active as I probably should be, heh.” He cleared his throat. “I-I was just referring to… well, when I said ‘partner’ I just meant your acrobatic routine partner. I didn’t know if you guys were… I didn’t want to assume.”

“Don’t worry about it,” He quickly shrugged it off with his eyes glancing over the park and sighing deeply from his chest, almost as if it was his last time viewing the place. His deepest eyes glinted like glitter in the ride’s lights, with his heavy makeup sparkling beautifully along his cheeks as he took another breath before playfully punching Carlos in the arm.

“Hey!” He exclaimed with a point of his finger, “You don’t know my name yet, it’s Skip.” He finally said with a smile.

Carlos smiled at him. He offered his hand to shake. “I’m Carlos,” he said. “Carlos Ramon. I’m a scientist. I should thank you for giving me a circus experience that I will never forget.”

Skip quickly grabbed his hand and shook it gently, exactly how anyone would have expected someone like Skip to shake a hand. “Scientist, huh? What’s someone so smart like you doing in a place where the runaways live, anyways? Just here for the stunts?” He laughed warmly, letting go of Carlos’s hand and dropping it to his side.

“I’m glad I could thrill you Carlos, it was my pleasure to drag you from your seat just to hear you shriek.” His laugh rattled up through his throat again, “Really though, were you interested in the show or did you just come to see idiots get hurt?”

Carlos chuckled. “No, nothing like that. I won a coupon in a raffle at work. So I came in for that. Honestly, I was scientifically interested in the equipment you use. And your use of the laws of physics to your advantage was pretty awesome to watch. I wish I brought my notebook so I could calculate some of the stuff you pulled.“

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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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He
glanced over to the striped tent, laughing a bit and turning back to
Carlos with a shrug as his shoulders dropped he scratched at his neck
and rolled it.

“She had a date, she’s not my partner by the way.. We’re just
siblings.” He explained before going on with, “Yeah that guy wasn’t
invited over here, I was just getting a drink when he came over.. Thanks
again,” Chuckling and dropping his hand, “You know you’re pretty limber
for some random guy in the audience..”

Carlos chuckled softly. “Well, uh, I’m sure I’m going to be feeling it in the morning,” he confessed. “I work out in the field a lot, but I’m still not as active as I probably should be, heh.” He cleared his throat. “I-I was just referring to… well, when I said ‘partner’ I just meant your acrobatic routine partner. I didn’t know if you guys were… I didn’t want to assume.”

“Don’t worry about it,” He quickly shrugged it off with his eyes glancing over the park and sighing deeply from his chest, almost as if it was his last time viewing the place. His deepest eyes glinted like glitter in the ride’s lights, with his heavy makeup sparkling beautifully along his cheeks as he took another breath before playfully punching Carlos in the arm.

“Hey!” He exclaimed with a point of his finger, “You don’t know my name yet, it’s Skip.” He finally said with a smile.

Carlos smiled at him. He offered his hand to shake. “I’m Carlos,” he said. “Carlos Ramon. I’m a scientist. I should thank you for giving me a circus experience that I will never forget.”