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You shook your head, tugging at your boyfriend’s cuffed sleeve. It’s no use though, Noah’s already made up his mind, his hand is already shoving its way into his pocket. The jingle of change notifying you that he’s actually gonna do this.

The night breeze ruffles your hair lightly, the sound of laughs and squeals at the carnival making the scene. Noah approaches the booth.

“Nah, I’ve been savin’ up for this,” Noah replies to your playful pleas, handing the carnie a coin once he’s within reach. “I’m gonna win you something, alright?” All the prizes lined up are things he could easily buy elsewhere without having to compete for them, but you know your boyfriend, and you know he won’t pass up the opportunity to flaunt his skills on your behalf. “What’d you want, sweetheart? A bear?” He runs his eyes over the assorted stuffed animals. “Uh, a little dolly? C’mon, pick!”

He’s gonna play the “strongman” game. It’s always the “strongman” game. The game that takes up most of the time and money on all of your carnival dates.