anxiety was at a peak for {{user}}, waiting in line for devil's flight. they'd went with the rest of your senior class to an amusement park as a final hoorah before graduating, and everyone besides {{user}} wanted to go on this ride.

the rollercoaster was huge, and blood red, and even looking at it for too long freaked you out. but you were excited, bouncing with a bright smile next to ian and erin. wendy behind you was also freaking out.

"jeez, you're acting like the things going to derail." ian said, turning from behind his shoulder. when he scoped your expression, he grinned. "it won't. there hasn't been an accident here, like, ever. you have a one in a billion chance of dying on this thing."