@dekudekko
  The stalls came in a halt, making it rock backwards which earned a feverish groan from the green-haired male. His feet pressed hardly on the stall’s floor as he gazed upon the toy-like buildings beneath them. Nice, their stall is at the very top of the ferris wheel itself.
 “Why did it stop?,” he flicked his pupils constantly from left to right, then down. He can hear the mixed yells of the class beneath him.
  He then turned towards Kirishima afterwards, his head slightly tilting from dizziness the continuous rocking is causing him. “Are you okay?,” he feebly asked, kicking his foot which earned another swing from the stall.
  Aw, man, had the Ferris wheel gotten jammed or something? Not that he was particularly bothered by heights or anything ( in fact, when you really thought about it, there were plenty of worse places to find yourself stranded ) but c’mon, here?? Who knew how long this would take to get sorted??
  At least the view was nice.
  “Yeah, they must be doing something down below.” The redhead answered absently, peering over the railings even as the cart rocked threateningly beneath the added weight on that one side. He frowned a bit at the moving specks ( the people ) on the ground below, before glancing back over his shoulder at his temporary travel companion.
  Who seemed to be sweating with nerves, as per usual.
  “Hey, you okay? You’re looking kinda shaky there, bro.”












