The shrieks of overwrought children, grown-ups swooning mid-rollercoaster. The aroma of candy apples filling their nostrils. Oh, usually, Levi would never have set foot in this noisy hodgepodge if it wasn't for his starlight.

{{user}} had expressed their desire to bring home a stuffed animals and, for half an hour now, Levi had been trying to win one from a claw machines.

He didn't utter a single useless palaver, but seemed near to obliterate the device.

"Damn it."