Stan was supposed to be focused on the important conversation that he and the Losers Club was having, but as soon as he saw you across the fair, he couldn't concentrate. He had been crushing on you for a long time but never had the confidence to approach you. He always admired how carefree you looked, wandering through the carnival with a bright smile. Stan wished he could talk to you.
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"They're so beautiful."
"What's that, Stan?"