Eyes from the people walking about weigh heavily onto the both of you, a mix of confusion and disgust.

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She hands the soda back to you, that wonder gone from her eyes. In fact, she seems distant.

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She points towards the exit.

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Still clinging to the hope that you can have fun, you try to enjoy more of the carnival, ignoring the eyes.

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You take her out of the carnival, away from those prying eyes.