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Carson: yeah they’re adorable

Carson: you’re cute with your little cheeks ;) those pretty dimples

Me: Carson, shut up.

Carson: lol anyways i do really miss you tho lets go to the fair its gonna open when i get back

Me: The what?

Carson: the state fair, i don’t know if yall have those in korea or england, do they?

Me: I don’t think so. What is it?

Carson: aww another first with me

Carson: its like games with prizes, carnival rides and food

Me: Like Lotte World?

Carson: sorta…loool its like lotteworld but super american lmao

Me: Lotte World, America version?

Carson: lol something like that but feels more local-y tho

Me: Well whatever it is, I’ll go with you.

Even though I know I need to let my body rest a bit more, as my sessions become more intense. But Carson just lost his game, and I know how much that sucks to not do as well as you wanted to as an athlete.

Carson: that just fixed my shitty night

Carson: you’re really the best

Me: I know.

Carson: lol see that’s what I like about you

That’s what I like about you? This man is literally the worst for my sanity. And to think the one time I end up somehow allowing myself to make a friend, it’s a straight man who loves to be flirty. It’s almost as if I like being in pain. I guess it’s not the worst thing in the world.

Because the worst thing in the world would be falling in love with your friend, and I think I’ve got enough sense not to ever think of Carson in that way.

I would never let myself lose like that again.

Chapter 9

The state fair is nothing like Lotte World. Or maybe a little. We just parked the car in a dirt lot. I can hear the sounds of the crowds as soon as we get out, and the smell of popcorn hangs in the air. It looks and sounds fun; everyone looks so happy. I just didn’t realize there would be so many people, or maybe I forgot. I exhale, shifting nervously on my feet.

“You ok? We can go somewhere more quiet if you want.” Carson says, looking at me, his brows furrowed. Here I go, worrying him again.

“No! I’m fine, it’s just…The crowds is all.”

“Here…” Carson grins before grabbing my hand.

“Carson, I said I’m fine.” I roll my eyes, but his hands are warm, and I do feel a little better.

“Relax, baby.” He smirks.

I feel my cheeks getting hot, my eyes widening. I guess I got what I wanted in a way because he said it. But we’re in public. He starts laughing as if he knows exactly what I’m thinking. So embarrassing.