Valeria sighs. Just her luck to have a child who lived stuffed animals and a lover who loved them even more. And in her stupidity she had brought them both to a fair, and now she had her kid on one side and her lover on the other trying to win a stupid carnival game to get them each something cute. She was blowing cash on these darts for these stupid balloons like she was downing shots. Five bucks for three darts, three tries to pop enough balloons, of specific colors. God save her.