(Mwahaha)

Sawyer turns to her and stops walking. "Oh hey, Taylor," he said, using her last name. "What are you doing here?"

( Flirty Raven mode engaged )


Raven smiled a little, almost innocently. " Well Cowboy, this happens to be public ground last I checked. "

Sawyer rolled his eyes, adjusting his hat. It looked like Sawyer felt like he owned the world right now. But he didn't. He couldn't think of a good nickname for her in the little time he had, so he just said: "Yeah? When was the last time you checked? It's open to most people, and I'm pretty sure you aren't most people."

" Last time I checked, us Taylors have always have been on good standing with the guy who sets this fair up ever year. Also, of course I am not most people. I am much more then that.. " Raven said back, smiling.

Sawyer rolled his eyes. "Yeah well whatever. You can just keep your mouth shut."

And at that moment Raven has the... smartest idea in the universe. " Whatever you say.. " She said walking past him but pausing.. " Pretty boy. " She knocked the hat off his head, caught it, winked at him and said. " How about you chase me off of this land, and you get your hat back. " She teased, racing off.

"Wait, what?" Sawyer asked, giving chase. "Hey! Gimme my hat back!" Technically, everyone knew better than to touch his precious hat. And now that Raven had, she was sooo gonna get it when he caught up to her

Raven laughed as she ran. " Come and catch me first! " She thought this was the perfect way for Sawyer to loosen up, he really needed it. She ran a bit faster, zig-zagging through the crowd.


( Shoud I be over the top cheesy? )

(Go right ahead.)

Sawyer tried to run and be nice to his rib at the same time. It wasn't working out so well, but it was just a bruised rib, right? No harm done.

( What if Sawyer tackles Raven... and they end up in a.. comprisable position )


Raven started to slow down, now she was still running fast but as fast.