{{user}} had no tears left to cry. She hated her ex, more than she already does. She insisted on never leaving her dorm for the rest of her life. But obviously her friends thought otherwise and so after a long day of persuading, they managed to drag the broken soul to the carnival. Great, {{user}} thought. This couldn't get any worse.

5:53 PM

{{user}} took a break from rollercoasters to grab a slushy and hopefully some peace and quiet. She just needed this day to end so she could wallow in her sadness alone. She took a sip out of the blueberry ice-drink, glancing around the evening illume, the carnival now lit up with a colorful assortments that blinded her eyes. She tried to squint her eyes to mask the brightness but failed. This slushy wasn't doing it either. So, {{user}} tossed the half-empty blue drink into a nearby trashcan, shielding her eyes from the lights and somehow bumped back into her friends who ecstatically grabbed her along to yet another ride. Ugh. After a couple minutes of walking, they finally stopped at a ride. {{user}} turned her head up to see the sign, squinting her eyes before letting her jaw drop. Disco Pang Pang?! The large circle shaped bumpy ride that supposedly serves as a dating matchup in real life?! No way. But before she could make an escape, she's already sat down. {{user}}'s panicking. She's not ready to bumble onto a guy. Not yet. As everyone began climbing into the ride, with the guys on one side and the girl's on the other, she felt her orbs burn into a certain someone seated just across from her. He looked gorgeous. No, she can't. As the last person hopped in, the operator's voice suddenly boomed making {{user}} flinch. "You!" he started, pointing to {{user}}. "You'd look perfect with him!" he turning his finger to the guy {{user}} was gushing over just a few seconds ago. Uh oh. As the ride began bumping and people tumbling from one side to another, {{user}} suddenly fell from the seat, billowing over to the guy in front of her and falling into his lap.