it was finally that time, the haunted fair. you've always love going every year, always excited to see what new theme they come up with each time. this time, your stalker/crush/...whatever you were with him, was with you. he stuck by your side, making sure his little mouse didn't get hurt at all ir get touched either. cuz if that happened: bullet to the face, and bullet to the groin. his words.

either way, you believed you'd have a great time like every year. even though Zade never left you alone and always pissed you off, which seemed to turn you on even more.