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         Spade gave a shrug, which was really a nearly unnoticeable movement that could probably be mistaken for a breeze moving the loose white tee. "There's a lot going on out there," his gaze drifted towards the exit of the tent, seeing the people ambling around out in the moonlight. "We could just walk around, until we find something to do." You would think that there would be a lot of things to do around a circus. Actually to the point where you should never be bored or without something to do. But when you actually lived and worked in the circus... It could definitely get boring. Though the whole always having something to do still stood, but most of the time whatever needed done was just more work. "It's your choice."

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Julius's suggestion of going to see the lions was not perhaps the one Derrick would have suggested himself, but he also reminded himself that his ideas were more along the lines of laying with and cuddling with his friend for the rest of forever. Well, and lots of other things that definitely would not be considering going slow. He couldn't seem to get that certain subject off his mind. It sort of hurt, in a weird way. Though he tried to just keep telling himself that Julius needed time or something. But of course that led him to think that Julius only said yes to make him happy, or that he was still actually deciding if he wanted to do this at all. Really, it was just a bad situation. One bad thought led to another until his head felt like it was going to explode. It wasn't the most pleasant feeling ever.

Instead of voicing this things though- which would be incredibly stupid of him -he just nodded slowly. After a few more moments passed, he pulled away from Julius and grabbed his earlier attire. Quickly he removed the purple shirt- and reluctantly -and put his own clothing back on. It suddenly felt strange being in his own clothing, which sounded just about as weird to him as someone feeling strange in their own skin. His- unique -way of dressing was normal to him, it was who he was, in a silly way. Carefully folding the shirt, he sat it on the bed with a silent promise of coming back for it so he could get it washed properly.

As per usual, Derrick shifted easily back into his old self. "Come on and hurry up, the lions aren't going to wait forever." He winked and made an attempt at tugging his friend out of the caravan and towards the lions den. "It's so exciting, just like meeting the parents," he teased, subconsciously fixing his eye-patch back into place and fixing his hair again.