sweet as cotton candy
@vckitty
This was Pollux’s first carnival, admittedly. His first night. He was still sensitive to his shitty past few days. The gala was fun, something new, but Kitty and him had a friend date to the carnival. Which began as them collectively riding rides, but had turned into them trying all types of food. Because why not? Pollux was like a bottomless pit when it came to his appetite. It made the loud sounds and bright lights completely worth it, and he definitely made note to come again, specifically, with certain someones. But for now, he was busy, tearing apart a one of the large bags of cotton candy he had bought. It had been full just thirty minutes ago, but now, it was almost empty. “Want some more?” he questioned, holding the bag out for Kitty.












