He was wet, and not entirely enthused about being eaten or about the entirety of prom in general but as hard as Efflo tried to be grumpy, he just couldn't. The boil scrunched up his face, making the best grimace he could and still - nothing.
The fact that Gabby's first words were in concern for fabric, instead of themselves, did nothing to dampen his spirits. They were alive, and to top it all off, everything smelled of peppermint. Efflo was in heaven. Even if they hadn't been infected with joy, the horse would be ecstatic. Peppermint was wonderful, peppermint was delightful, mint of any kind was his favourite, and the air smelled as sweet as candy.
Breathing in deeply, he turned to Gabby and grinned dazedly, "It's not that bad, really... C'mon, let's get out of here before something else shows up."
He stood, grabbing his boilfriend's hand and pulling him back towards the main tent.
[Exit for Efflo & Gabby]
SN: samuality
Nio Love
