Ring Toss

Eugh. Carnivals. Usagi had never been to one and he hated it already. The rush of numerous voices, pushing past strange bodies and obnoxious colors and weird coydogs made his scowl almost sink into the ground. He’d only gone because Hattori had gone, and with other Tōjō-kai members enjoying the festivities, he felt prompted to go in some sense. No doubt Kuroo was likely about, enjoying himself and likely having a ball with the games like a child. Icy chartreuse eyes swept over the chaotic scenery, the sound of laughter and the smell of fried foods churning his stomach fouling his already poor temper as his cat and Akita trailed obediently behind him, as he insisted they should be. It wasn’t long before a brindled coydog called out to him. Something about a game with rings..and sticks? How was that even remotely entertaining? He bit his tongue to avoid saying anything snappish, and knowing it would make Kuroo happy to know he was exploring all this new land had to offer, he grudgingly picked up a ring in his jaws. Lining himself up with the dowels across from him, he took a brief glance at his trajectory from the distance he’d accrued, swung his head back, and then swiftly threw the ring towards the sticks. He watched with a rather disinterested glint in his eyes, because he really didn’t want to be here. Still..the idea of something possibly interesting happening gave him just enough curiosity to keep him there.

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