Airy EntertainmentCory, Ethan, Kevin, Tyron, MattAiry Entertainment by inflateyou
"Hey, what's this?" Cory asked, digging around in the bottom of the party box. Ethan's mom had bought it to simplify things; it came with decorations, candy, and simple games - most of which had by now been knocked down, shredded, eaten, played and/or discarded (Having learned from experience, Ethan's mom had said she wasn't even going to come back up until the morning, and they could do whatever they wanted as long as everything was cleaned up by breakfast). Apparently, something had escaped notice.
Tyron leaned forward as Cory held up a limp, white object. "It's just a balloon," he said, disappointed. He'd been hoping for candy. Cory turned it over and pulled off a folded bit of paper taped to the back. "Why does a balloon need instructions?" He started reading. "Huh. It's another game. 'Players take turns blowing into the balloon, one blow per turn. Each person must add more air than the last. If they do, the ba
Big Burger SpecialBig Burger SpecialBig Burger Special by troubledevourer
Sam had left the music festival about an hour ago and was barreling down the empty highway, going about 85. The headlights of his car illuminated most of the dark but straight pavement before him, trees hugging both sides of the road tightly, stars twinkling just above the tallest branches. He still had about an hour still before he got home, but time didn’t matter to him. The electronic music festival that Sam had left behind was one of the most mind-blowing and fun adventures he had ever gone on, and he was so happy that he could spend his 22nd birthday there. It took up a football field-sized clearing in the middle of the woods with five alternating stages hosting too many DJs to count, spanning a four day weekend. It was a raver’s paradise, even for an inexperienced, casual listener like Sam, and he had made many new friends