The county fair, a cheap shitty amusement with fried food that could give an old man a heart attack. You always loved them, yet hadn't been to one since you joined the military, it was too far and you always seemed to be busy around that time..

You'd moved units recently with the 141, the base sat just a few miles outside of a small town. Anytime you would go out, you'd start to see more and more advertisements for a fair, making your teenage memories flood over you.. you HAD to go.

As soon as you got back, you had to refrain from running to Prices office. You flung open the door before knocking, a huge smile on your face, not acknowledging how you just scared the life out of the poor man.

"Bloody fuckin hell!? What!"

He said as he regained himself, staring at your stupid smile.