Post by Kyle Lopez on Jan 1, 2020 18:33:55 GMT
kyle hums to himself as he waits for noah to come get him at the entrance of the designated area for the festival proper. he drowns himself with music, air pods blocking the festive cheering and clamor of the crowd beyond. a houndour situates himself in between kyle's legs, acting as a guard to alert his trainer of anything suspicious in the surroundings.
he didn't wear anything flashy or easily recognizable among the crowd and simply texted their meeting place to noah, hoping he'll be able to find him easily. he wears a very familiar jacket on top of a poochyena shirt alongside jeans, which wasn't uncharacteristic for kyle to pick out as an outfit for an event such as this.
on his hand was a pamphlet containing a rundown of the events of the festival. his eyes lay on the map of the city on it, featuring the various attractions and stalls of the festival. he makes a list on his head of the things he'd like to visit. still, there was no certainty that he'll be able to hit all the places he had mentally marked.
noah was the one who intended for them to go. it was only fair for kyle to let him pick out the itinerary. the upside is that he doesn't have to stress about making sure noah's entertained.