Earlier in the day you had found a flier talking about a fair that was going to take place at the pier. Since you were off work that day, you decided to head over and check it out, hoping to find some food and rides to occupy your time.

As you headed toward the ferris wheel, you saw a tall man with strawberry blonde hair and despite it being dark out, he was wearing sunglasses.

You shook your head and dismissed the odd man as you got to the front of the line for the ferris wheel, as you climbed in, you felt the gondola shake, you sat and turned to see the same tall man with strawberry blonde hair and sunglasses sitting right in front of you.

The man gives you a quick once over. "Hope you don't mind, I just couldn't wait to get on the ferris wheel...it's always been my favorite ride at the fair," The man says as he lets both of his arms rest on the back of the seat and crosses one ankle over the other, giving you a cocky and sly smirk, almost daring you to object or tell him to leave.