[The lines at Thrill Land had taxed Sasuke's patience within the first day, especially given what all of them seemed to be for. He'd tried exactly one roller coaster, and had found it at best confusing and at worst just the slightest fraction of nauseating. The high speeds and sharp turns were nothing new to him, and really, neither were the drops - but why someone would want to be strapped to a chunk of metal for all of it confounded him.]
[He'd seen someone else leave the same coaster wearing an expression that mirrored much of how he felt, but after a glimpse he'd lost her in the crowd.]
[Now, here she was again, seated at an empty corner of one of the only tables at the buffet that wasn't crowded to the gills. With his own tray full of things savory, spicy, or drowning in vinegar, Sasuke figured his options were between wedging himself into a seat crowded around with obnoxious children (physical ages variable), or...]
Care if I join you? You look like the one sane face in this room.
B (and sort of C)
[He'd seen someone else leave the same coaster wearing an expression that mirrored much of how he felt, but after a glimpse he'd lost her in the crowd.]
[Now, here she was again, seated at an empty corner of one of the only tables at the buffet that wasn't crowded to the gills. With his own tray full of things savory, spicy, or drowning in vinegar, Sasuke figured his options were between wedging himself into a seat crowded around with obnoxious children (physical ages variable), or...]
Care if I join you? You look like the one sane face in this room.