[ That's honestly a bad idea. Roland knows it. He knows deep in his heart he can't agree to that. You should tell him not to do that, he thinks. Crosses his arms, despite the clothes sticking to his skin. The games car might get soaked. Things might get ruined. What if someone walks in, gets hurt?
But he remembers the rush, the joy that fills him. Simple in all that it is, just a water slide, just riding down from a soft height into a safe landing. It's not that big of a deal.
Roland gives in pretty fast. Has always been weak to the desires of his younger heart; the one that loves to watch movies of every genre, the one who can't help but marvel at toys and trinkets and roleplay out scenes when he has the chance to. ]
[ His smile is still on his face as he approaches them both, again, in just a few steps. ]
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But he remembers the rush, the joy that fills him. Simple in all that it is, just a water slide, just riding down from a soft height into a safe landing. It's not that big of a deal.
Roland gives in pretty fast. Has always been weak to the desires of his younger heart; the one that loves to watch movies of every genre, the one who can't help but marvel at toys and trinkets and roleplay out scenes when he has the chance to. ]
[ His smile is still on his face as he approaches them both, again, in just a few steps. ]
Room for one more on the second ride?