pay attention to me.

Felix attempted to move away from the starnger but the attempt had only landed him further into the corner. Quickly, he sighed in response. “ Yeah well, you and me both, my friend. You and me both. “ he sighed out. 

Caleb offered the other a sheepish smile in apology for the cramped situation he had created before casting his gaze downwards again, “I’m Caleb by the way, sorry we had to meet under these circumstances. I would offer a means of distraction, but I’m not sure how much we could entertain ourselves in such a small space. We could always sing some Disney songs?”

Today, clearly, hadn’t gone exactly as Ryan had expected. Honestly, he hadn’t even wanted to go to Disney today – he’d gone alone on a shaky whim in order to distract himself on a free day – and was planning on leaving early. But, as soon as the crowd surged through the park and swept him up with it, he could feel his heart beat dangerously in his chest and his breath shorten. At some point, he managed to break free of the main crowd to crouch in some corner of Mainstreet. His face was buried in his arms as he attempted to regain his breath and calm himself. He felt something touch his shoulder and he quickly flinched away as his head shot up. “No! Please. Please, don’t touch me. I’ll be fine if you just give me some space.”

In the heat of the moment, Caleb was trying his best to keep everyone as calm and controlled as possible. But, this was so much more than his job initially entailed. Sure, he could handle an upset child -- but a horde of guests…? In the midst of things, he managed to make out one individual who seemed particularly distraught. Even though he couldn’t fix everyone’s problems, he could always start somewhere. Deciding to check up on the guest, he allowed his hand to gently rest on the other’s shoulder only to retract it quickly when the other spoke up. “I’m sorry, I can definitely give you space.” He murmured, taking a step backward for emphasis. “Everything’s going to be okay, I promise you. It may not feel like it right now, but your anxiety is like the feeling you get before the drop on Splash Mountain… you’ll come down soon -- just breathe.”

Rae had hidden in a shop when all of the excitement had started, since he wasn’t good with screaming and panicking mobs of people. However, while in hiding, he’d started hearing a voice in his head…and it wasn’t his own. It wasn’t necessarily a threatening voice either, as it mostly kept talking about inventions and finding its assistants, but it was still a cause for concern. Deciding that he’d go see if the excitement had died down a bit (and if anyone else was hearing voices), Rae left the store. Soon after leaving, he saw someone walk up to him. “O-Oh, h-hello.” He said softly.

Even though it was still his job to keep an eye out on guests, it was becoming increasingly difficult to do so. Many had wandered off or tried to find a place where they could wait whatever this was out. Though he still tried his best to make sure those that he passed were as comfortable as possible. Going about his usual routine for the day of checking rounds, he happened to stumble upon someone he hadn’t seen around before. A smile easily made it’s way to his lips as he looked the other male over, “Hello! Are you alright? Not that you seem not alright, I just… wanted to ask considering everything.” Smooth.

“It’s almost Valentine’s Day!”  Mabel twirled around the park, throwing confetti in the air (don’t ask where she got it) with a big smile on her face.  “Now all I need is someone to spend the holiday with!”  Her eyes landed on someone nearby and her eyes went wide as she sauntered over about as maturely as a thirteen year old would.  “Hellooooo…  Is the temperature rising here or is it just the rising attraction between us?  I definitely think it’s the second one.”

Caleb was in desperate need of a distraction and it just so happened that what he wanted was answered, as if it was a gift from above in the form of a girl walking up to him. Before he could open his mouth to greet her, a pickup line was uttered. Oh my god, was this for real? “That’s probably my new favorite line,” he chuckled softly. “It may just be the Florida weather but… I definitely think the chemistry between us might have to do with the temperature rising.” He teased, going along it. What was the harm in playing along?

Caleb

Felix had attempted to take cover, however the action seemed to be more of a hassle then anything. People were frantically panicking, trying the squeeze into the small area. Felix had been pressed up against the wall, grunting as he felt the person in front of him bump their elbow into his side. “ Hey, if whoever keeps elbowing me in the ribs could stop.. that would be great. “

What had started out as a typical day at work had quickly transformed into a living nightmare. Anxiety kicking in, Caleb had sought out a place to take cover but it seemed as if everyone else had the same idea. Feeling a bit claustrophobic, he couldn’t help but adjust himself several times and in the process jabbing someone in the side. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that, it’s just… there’s not a lot of room. I’m not a big fan of tight spaces.”

“Oh my gosh…  Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh…”  Natalie muttered to herself, eyes on the ground and hands clutching her hair tightly.  “This…  This is crazy, this isn’t happening, this is just a crazy nightmare and I’m gonna wake up and everything’s gonna be fine…”

As an employee, it was his job to keep guests satisfied -- but this was a bit out of his league. Having fled from Splash Mountain, he was trying his best to access the whole situation. Constantly bumping into guests here and there, not usually stopping when he did so. But as he collided into one particular girl he steadied himself and placed a hand on her shoulder to hopefully soothe her. “Hey, hey, it’s okay! Everything IS going to be fine, trust me.” He tried to reassure her, not completely believing his own words. “Can I help you with anything? You’re not hurt right?”

Ethan had settled in at the monorail terminal, deciding he’d be more comfortable settled on the ground in the corner with his sketchpad while he waited for the madness to calm down, “Hey!” the young artist called out to someone above him, “Want me to draw your portrait? Fun way to distract you from what’s going on and I need a subject.“