#lomkevent5

So finally, after wandering off from the rest of her family in an attempt to find a secluded area, she stumbles upon just that and doesn’t hesitate to pull the flask of Crown apple she’d brought for her and Rowan to share out of her coat pocket. She adds more than her fair share to her styrofoam cup of hot cider, working diligently to make sure she isn’t seen as she does so but her efforts are in vain when she notices someone joining her at the booth she’d decided to hide behind. “It’s apple juice,” she deadpans, lifting an eyebrow as an invitation for her intruder to challenge her about putting apple juice into what is, essentially, just more apple juice. “Is that going to be an issue?”

Maddox and Sutton had come to the Fall Festival together but as soon as they arrived, Maddox had to remind himself to act like her friend. There was no touching... no hand holding, no kissing, no nothing. ATF agents were crawling around the festival and if word got back to the agent whom Sutton was dating, the whole thing would blow up in her face. Maddox knew that while it sucked for him, Jack wouldn’t be happy with them if they ruined everything for the Club. Besides, this was one of her final tasks before she would be patched, he told himself. But he was pissed anyways, especially when he had to all but hand her over to the agent in question. They’d planned to see one another at the festival and enjoy the events. While Maddox wanted to keep Sutton safe, he knew it would be better for everyone if he wandered away, giving Sutton a weak, ‘have fun,’ before setting off to be anywhere but near them. 

The prospect had been walking so quickly and with so much annoyance, he nearly passed the first person that he saw-- which happened to be Andy. Thank fucking God it was Andy because Maddox felt like he might just explode one of these times. “I don’t even know why I came to this shit,” Maddox sighed, looking up to the sky with his hands on his hips. “Sut’s gotta hang out with that fuckin’ dude and now I gotta fucking see it,” he huffed, explaining himself long before Andy needed to ask what was wrong. 

It hadn’t been hard to miss Maddox moping around the festival ---- she can’t say she blames him much, having seen Sutton making eyes and being friendly with a certain ATF agent. It doesn’t really mean anything but Rowan can understand Maddox’s feelings toward the whole thing, had she been in his shoes while Andy got cozy with someone else, she’d be feeling the exact same. So after Benny inevitably decides it’s time to go home with nana and start counting sheep, Rowan makes a point of seeking out her friend. “You look like my dad,” she points out when she finds him, nose scrunching as she lifts an index finger to flick at the fake police badge on his chest. “I’ve got ride tickets with your name on them and I’m not takin’ no for an answer.”

Despite the horrors having come to light in Olympus, with gun warehouses blown to bites and innocent lives lost in the name of the war between MCs -- The town of Olympus has decided to continue on with the annual Fall Festival, in the hopes of sparking unity and peace with a family friendly event. Each year, just before Halloween, the Preserve is turned into a festive dream -- With a pumpkin patch, vendors, and games for the families in town. This year will feature the crowd favorite: A haunted hayride through the preserve. Come for the tricks, and stay for the treats! This will be held the afternoon and evening of OCTOBER 26TH. All residents are welcome, but any MC paraphernalia is not. Due to recent acts of violence around town, the Olympus PD will be taking extra security measures for the event and asks that any residents that attend to do not wear any masks that cover their faces, or bring any weapons of any kind -- Real or fake. Happy Fall, y’all! 

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The last time he’d seen the Addams family, Andy had been a child. Regardless of that, when Rowan suggested they all dress up as Morticia, Gomez and baby Pubert -- He was quick to jump on board. Though, the crutches under his arms hadn’t been part of the initial plan.  Regardless, he sports the mustache and suit, knowing that despite the paranoia plaguing him over the reason he’s stuck in these crutches -- Andy knows this is something that’ll make Rowan happy, and as cliche as it sounds, he’s never been one to deny her of something that’d put a smile on her face. Andy tries to enjoy the night, to not let him get caught up in their crisis of the week and the real threat of returning to prison. “My love,” he greets her with his best Gomez impression (which, well... isn’t great.), steadying himself before reaching out to kiss her hand. “You clean up nice.”