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The carnival was washed in the cool glow of moonlight, a silver sheen over the spinning rides and colorful tents. you and Arlo drifted through the crowd, the air thick with the smell of sugar and the distant thrum of music. When you nodded toward the Zipper, Arlo’s confident smirk faltered for a second. He wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans, hiding the tremor. He wanted so badly to seem brave, to be the kind of person you would admire. The ride attendant swung the gate open with a metallic creak, waving them forward. Arlo took a deep breath, forced his grin wider, and stepped toward the waiting seats, his bravado a thin veil over the fear churning inside.