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"Yeah that's how bets work. Although I can't imagine what kind it would be." Juliette picked up the water gun and trained it on the ducks. They began to move up and down along the display and she aimed missing one that went by. Whoever knocks over the most ducks wins a prize, 1 duck you get one of the less expensive prizes, if you knock five or more the player gets a giant stuffed animal. She squeezed the trigger and knocked one of the ducks down. “Three more to go and you’ll owe me.”

"Well too bad because I won't, specifically now that I know you want me too." Levi smirked. Levi followed closely behind her, stopping as she did and taking a look at the prizes if one can call them that. Immediately losing all interest in the prizes as he heard the others offer, quirking an eyebrow up and looking at her. "And if I beat you, you owe me a favor?"

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“Oh I wish you’d shut up.” Juliette shot back making her way through the crowd. “I can handle losing.” She found an open spot at the booth and stared at the wall of moving ducks and the colorful prizes that lingered above. She gave the attendant a ticket and picked up the neon water gun. “Let’s make this interesting, if I beat you, you owe me a favor. It can be of my choosing.”

"Fuck that, there are other creative paths to take. And I'd be a shit teacher. Thought about choreography but nothing ever came of it.” Juliette blew her bangs out of her eyes. “Oh really? I have higher standards than that, besides you’d probably push me off the Ferris wheel.” Juliette rolled her eyes and began to skip into the crowded area near the rides. “Put your money where your mouth is,” She hollered turning back around to face him.

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"Fuck that, there are other creative paths to take. And I'd be a shit teacher. Thought about choreography but nothing ever came of it.” Juliette blew her bangs out of her eyes. “Oh really? I have higher standards than that, besides you’d probably push me off the Ferris wheel.” Juliette rolled her eyes and began to skip into the crowded area near the rides. “Put your money where your mouth is,” She hollered turning back around to face him.

"I thought most injured dancers end up becoming dance teachers-- never heard of them becoming tattooers but good for you I guess. Must be mad talented if you've only been doing it for three years yet had so many celeb clients." he said, was he going to start this again? Yes apparently so. "Here I thought you were going to offer to make out with me in the Ferris Wheel." Levi grinned, looking over at her and winking. "Oh please I wanna see you try, no way you beat me."

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"Kind of I guess, I started out doing piercing and took several drawing classes until I could do a decent stick and poke and then kept taking illustration courses until I could do decent stencils. I've only been tattooing for three years, piercing for seven." She explained. "I still dance just not professionally, I dance for me." Juliette let out a sigh. "Are we gonna stand by the Ferris Wheel all night or do you want to see me kick your ass at shooters?" She challenged.

Levi grinned at her statement, giving her a nod of approval rather than respond. He really shouldn't be like this, especially not knowing how difficult it is to train for years only to be taken out by an injury and never be able to do the dances you love to do. At the other statement he gave a sigh, and another nod. "Sorry." he simply stated, god he really should have just kept his mouth shut before this. "You went from dancing to tattooing? Seems like a big leap." he said, frowning, stopping himself from going into an ego battle with who knows more celebs or got the furthest in their careers.

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“Yeah because doing the esmeralda variation is so easy on a sprained ankle.” She scoffed. “And I was sabotaged, being the only black girl auditioning meant something had to go wrong to ensure I wouldn’t get in.” Juliette inhaled sharply and cursed herself for saying anything, especially to him. A stranger who’s done nothing but get under her skin. “Many famous singers? Who? I’ve probably tattooed and pierced more than you’ve danced with.”

“Oh you’re one of those. Sabotaged? Really? Most dancers can dance through their injury. What is that saying? Adapt and overcome?” He questioned, god did he hate himself in this moment. He knew damn well how injuries can take one out, hell he had a close call once. He wanted to lay off, to back down but he physically could not stop the words from falling from his lips. “Maybe because we run in different circles. I’ve been the backup dancer to many famous singers.” He boasted. “How cute you’re defending a ferris wheel. Admirable. Bet it would love to make out with you now.” He rolled his eyes. “Levi.”

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“No. You need a waiver for those haunted houses, you think Mit Heights is gonna risk a lawsuit from a carnival haunted house? No chance.” Juliette said while lightly rubbing her arm. “At best they’ll jump out at us.” The brunette stepped forward as the line began to move.

         yumi listened to her best friend’s rambles as she swallowed nervously, she hadn’t ever been inside the haunted house before and didn’t really know what to expect, but since her friend seemed so intrigued she decided, why not? taking in a deep breath to try and walm herself she turned to look at juliette with a smile. “as long as you don’t knock me over i think we’ll be good.” she joked, slightly punching the other in the arm. “hey, nobody is gonna like touch us, right? i’m not sure if i can handle that…”

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ZENDAYA — at the NMACC Gala (April 1, 2023)

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"Weak? It wasn't my fault, I was sabotaged." Juliette clenched her fists, just thinking about it made her want to hit something. "Of if you're so loved how come I've never heard of you?" She snapped back. "They have to learn somehow or else they'll go around the rest of their life being a bad a kisser. Ferris wheels would say the same to you, whatever your name is."

"Oh what a sad life you have, all the poor little bugs out to get you." he said with a dramatic sigh. "Your physique, your attitude-- you." he said, gesturing to her. "Sure you do sweetheart, hence why you're a former dancer and I'm very much active and loved huh?" he said smugly. "Of course it'd be an injury, weak excuse." he shrugged, sliding his free hand into his other coat pocket. "Smart move, telling someone their a bad kisser when you're stuck with them. Hence why Ferris wheels suck."

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“It doesn't! They’re all out to get me.” she gave a smug smile. “Not surprised? What gave it away?” Juliette threw a nod his way. “Oh I have more talent than you in my pinky finger.” She cleared her throat before lowering her eyes to the ground. “An injury.” Juliette shook her head. “I don’t make it a habit to kiss every guy I go on the Ferris wheel with, if I do get stuck with a terrible kisser I usually just tell them.” 

"Sure it doesn't, you're just so attractive." he said, dramatically rolling his eyes. "Not surprised, used to be huh? What not talented enough?" he said, finishing his drink slightly leaning back on his heels as he looked the other over. "Where better to start a dirty night of fun if not between the trash?" he spoke, placing his empty glass on a nearby table. "Unless you are stuck with a terrible kisser and you have to keep making out with them until you land."

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“Ooh bug spray doesn’t work on me.” She shrugged. “Used to be a dancer, drama is to be expected with me.” Juliette stuffed her hands in her pocket. “Ah behind a club, nothing like the smell of trash and puke to really get you going.” Tucking her curls behind her ear she replied “Being trapped can be fun though, like bats in a cage."

"Have you never heard of bug spray? You are quiet the drama queen huh? It won't be to death you might get bitten though but I doubt you are that attractive to bugs." he rolled his eyes, letting out a deep sigh. "Behind a club, the most cliché but oh so fun. And it doesn't involve being trapped with that same person until you're lucky enough to get back to the ground."

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I don’t have enough words for how aggregating this is. Why is it there? Taking up so much space on the dashboard

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“I’d rather have overpriced food that get bitten to death by bugs on a hike.” She began to bounce on the balls of her feet, eager to move around. “Cliché, they’re reused for a reason.” 

"Ah yes overpriced, bad, bland food-- definitely what I miss on a hike. How sad." he shrugged, rolling his eyes. "Which category: pleasant, cliché or gross?"

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Juliette twirled a curl around her finger nervously as she stood in line for the house of terrors. Shrieks could be heard faintly in the distance, she turned around and spoke to the person behind her. “I am equal parts terrified and excited for this. Horror is my favorite genre and yet I haven’t done a haunted house since I was a kid. It’s different you know, the scares are in your face and not on a screen or a page. I really hope I don’t knock anyone over.” She rambled. 

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“True but you can’t get carnival food on a hike.” Juliette retorted. “Oh yeah. I've seen people kiss in grosser places. What spots do you have in mind?” 

"You can also hike a mountain and get the same beautiful view." he commented back, looking over at the other. "I have been, and vowed to never get on one again. It's boring. Even to make out-- far more pleasant spots that aren't this cliché and gross."