it's the end of summer and it's nearing the start of school in just a few weeks yet it's still hot as hell as you walk through the fairgrounds. There's flashing lights from the rides and games. Dirt being kicked up from the pets at the petting zoo and the people of course. The strong smell of funnel cake, cotton candy, and some sort of barbequed meat catch your senses as does the music that's being sung live. There's about 10 of you guys that are in the group, Weston being one of them.