[Chrissy can barely contain her excitement. The corn maze is something she's been looking forward to for weeks. There's just something about the chilly air and darkness of night while getting lost for a while in a maze that makes her feel...well, probably a little too giddy. Tons of younger teenagers shriek and scream their way through the maze, and maybe Chrissy's looking forward to getting lost with Eddie so she can press him up against some corn and enjoy a kiss or two.
She reaches into the pocket of her jumper and pulls out two tickets to the corn maze. She bought them with her own money as soon as they arrived, along with a few hayride tickets.
Practically dancing her way toward the maze in his arms, she hands over the tickets and turns in his hold to take hold of both of his hands in hers. She's grinning as she walks backward into the maze, and lets out a squeal of laughter as he spins her about to face the right direction. His arms wrap right back around her midsection, and she leans back against him as they shuffle walk their way forward down the initial path.]
So are we racing our way through this to try and win the best time? Or are we taking our time with this and getting lost on purpose?
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She reaches into the pocket of her jumper and pulls out two tickets to the corn maze. She bought them with her own money as soon as they arrived, along with a few hayride tickets.
Practically dancing her way toward the maze in his arms, she hands over the tickets and turns in his hold to take hold of both of his hands in hers. She's grinning as she walks backward into the maze, and lets out a squeal of laughter as he spins her about to face the right direction. His arms wrap right back around her midsection, and she leans back against him as they shuffle walk their way forward down the initial path.]
So are we racing our way through this to try and win the best time? Or are we taking our time with this and getting lost on purpose?