[attr="class","mila2"] she was mad at him.

[break][break] mad at him because he'd come back and more importantly, come back to her, only to find that he'd gotten bored again and was going on the amigo app. but she'd already screamed at him about it, already ripped her frustrations up in the air. there was only so much she could hold it against him, after all, when she'd done the very same thing.

[break][break] but it didn't mean that she couldn't be mad, but even when she was mad, she still missed him. the week after their fight, mila had dove into her work. she set up consultation after consultation, working herself to the brim, convincing herself that she was thrilled to work on these new designs and not have to be distracted by gunner while working.

[break][break] in a way, though, it was a good thing. she'd had a breakthrough on a design and the traveling carnival was the perfect way to celebrate it. and inviting Gunner Graves , after they'd fought and hadn't spoken about it since, had been the icing on top of the cake. a guilty pleasure that she couldn't quite admit to.

[break][break] her smile is dazzling when they meet, as she flounces up to him. perhaps a little bit frayed at the edges. she grabs his hand and tugs him through the crowd.

[break][break]"thank god you're here," she said. "i've been waiting forever."

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[attr="class","ooc"] Gunner Graves

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[attr="class","mila2"] "mm, bumper cars?" she pauses for a moment, looking back and her eyes dart up to his, with a bit of heat. "i'd like to bump a thing or two with you, but maybe later." she winked.

[break][break] normally, mila knew that she and gunner didn't really do this. they weren't together, at least not in the real way. but after weeks of being without him, she couldn't help it. it was addicting and it made her want to dance at the edge of disaster, just a little bit more than usual.

[break][break] she pulled him towards one of the food carts, dragged towards it by the cloying smell of sweets.

[break][break] "buy one for me?" she asked, head tilted towards him, as one of her fingers pinched his t-shirt.

[break][break] 'hey! you cut the line!'

[break][break] little did she know, she'd pushed them all the way to the front of the line. when someone voiced their distress, her head snapped back towards them with a scowl.

[break][break] "so what?" she said hotly. "are you going to do something about it?"

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[attr="class","ooc"] Gunner Graves [break]
+ Be a troublesome customer.

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[attr="class","mila2"] ugh.

[break][break] this is why she hated kids. she didn't know why they had to make such a fuss — she was hungry and they hadn't been moving up in the line, so of course she was going to step in where there was a gap! it wasn't her fault they were such slowpokes.

[break][break] her mouth pressed into a taut line as she glared daggers at the child and mother who had started to complain. her cheeks felt hot. it wasn't a big deal. they could've just let her and gunner get their food, and everyone would be on their merry way, and —

[break][break] 'sorry.'

[break][break] "sorry?" she echoed, her gaze whirling to his. her eyes were a little wild. how -

[break][break] he had shoved himself between the two of them and looked squarely at her. before she could even so much as open her mouth, she was forced to stare at calm, unrelenting blue.

[break][break] the thump-thump of her heart suddenly quieted. she chewed the inside of her cheek.

[break][break] "fine," she said, tugging him away. "i wasn't even hungry anyway."

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[attr="class","ooc"] Gunner Graves .

[attr="class","mila2"] "of course i'm fine, i'm just - " the words fly from her mouth without even thinking twice about it. but when she whirls around to meet him, expecting heat and fire and all the things that she and Gunner Graves are known for, she just finds calmness.

[break][break] he looks at her, all sincerinity and peace and concern, and her hard exterior breaks. just a little bit.

[break][break] the ride that she had been on for the last several days, like a rollercoaster that had just reached it's climax, just starts to teeter over the edge.

[break][break] she sucks in a breath.

[break][break] "i'm - "

[break][break] suddenly, it feels very hot and cold at the same time, in the middle of the park. white noise washes through her ears, and she can only see the face of Gunner Graves staring back at her, at those endless waves of blue.

[break][break] impulsively, suddenly, she grabs his shirt and drags his lips down to her.

[attr="class","ooc"] Gunner Graves .

[attr="class","mila2"] with a fierceness that only mila was known for, she kissed him. relief bloomed in her chest when gunner kissed her back, fingers tangled in his shirt as she opened herself to him, moaning as she felt his tongue slide against hers.

[break][break] this kiss was unlike the others that they'd had. it wasn't driven by passion or desire, but rather, a feeling of wanting to avoid the feeling that had been building up in her chest. the blood that roared in her ears, the numbing feeling in her fingers.

[break][break] someone shouted somewhere, but she didn't care. she kissed him with reckless abandon, leg curling around his as she pressed herself against him, gasping when he pulled away.

[break][break] her eyes burned for a moment, a mix between disappointment and desire, but gunner was already pulling her away before she could say anything more.

[break][break] "i - "

[break][break] she shivered at the feeling of his breath against her ear, fingers tightening more around his shirt. she didn't pull away, just pressed her mouth against his neck, sucking at the skin there.

[break][break] "are you sure?" she asked, pressing a hand daringly at the place he needed her most. "you want to wait?"

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[attr="class","ooc"] Gunner Graves .