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"Never. If I get compliments, I want to earn them, not hope to get them thrown at me randomly." Lucy was too nice to him - if Louis praised him, he'd have to do something for that first and to Jo, that was how it was supposed to be, but maybe opinions differed ever so slightly from person to person on what was acceptable or not. "I'll think about it", he chuckled. "But it'd probably taste disgusting, tho, spinach and corn are both vegetables." Salted spinach just sounded less exciting, as a flav…

“Am I now? I just think you flatter me a little too much, that’s all.” Josiah knew he wasn’t the greatest, the tallest, the strongest or the most talented out of the bunch of them, but he could take compliments, at least at times. “Just because of that? That’s unfair.” Which would mean Louis was naturally short, then? Thinking about it made Jo’s head spin. Soon enough, he discarded the thought altogether and put a pin in it, vowing to return to it at a later date when he had actually given it a …

"Now you're just flattering me, but I'm glad you like my height, at the very least.", Josiah responded in earnest, still smiling all the same. Truly, he wanted nothing more than to be liked for what he was and also be liked by himself for what he could do, which in his opinion, often was very little, even if that wasn't right to begin with. "I missed out on a bunch, so of course I have to reclaim what's mine eventually. Well, I did, I'm agreeably sized, I'd argue." Not small or tall, just around…

"And careful planning, which a ten year old isn't exactly capable of.", Josiah reminded her - he was right. "True that, but I'm not even that tall to begin with." There were other people that were taller than him, both part of their so-called family and in their audience and Josiah, as he was, was average at best. Not like Louis was much different, which was a sigh of relief to him and his childish mind. "It was a whole chicken? Was I starved or something?", he asked with a giggle, knowing that,…

"That was a long time ago, and a pretty bad idea in hindsight.", he admitted with a smile in both his voice and on his face. To be that staunch an opinionated at such a young age didn't help him prosper at times, not at all; he butted heads with older residents of the circus more often than not, especially when he didn't eat what was served or lamented the death of an animal that none of them knew to begin with, earning him the ire of those that either didn't understand or refused to. Louis, tho…

Today’s dinner wasn’t around for much longer after that - Josiah made quick work of his plate and Lucy, likewise, seemed to want to get it out of the way. Fine with him, too. “Sometimes it rags on, I know. I’d rather have some more fruit or vegetables at times.”, he agreed quickly. Food was good, in any form - like machines needed oil to keep running, the needed food, or else they’d keel over eventually, turning into fine dust as they withered away silently and painfully, but in the end, they al…

Lucy was smart, she was endearing and Josiah knew that she was loving, too - all in all, those had been good qualities and they were sure to make boys and men swoon about her, he figured before long, yet, instead of working her charm on them, she seemingly rather spent time with him, fooling about and being silly. To claim he didn’t need it, or want her around, would be a half-baked lie as well - he enjoyed himself like this, for the time being at the very least and he knew that in her presence,…

Eerie silence had fallen over the circus not too long after he left Louis, hammering home what he'd been told - don't talk to Roy, and that, he kept to, for the next day, when he tried to make sure he didn't really talk about anything regarding the incident. Spending his time idling wasn't fun, but he knew that if he let himself get caught up in those feelings of his, someone else would get worried and it would set of an unnecessary chain of events that he would do best to avoid; restocking day …

That was ... about it, wasn't it? Josiah was nobody anyone wanted to be around of, and Louis was no different than all of them in the long run. It hurt, but he was doing the wrong thing here, seeking him out and forcing him to spend time with him. Wasn't this always the same thing over and over again? "I do, but it's no use arguing about the same old again and again.", he lamented, aware that, if not now, they'd at least break out into a fight later, if they kept talking, and that was something …

"Promise?", Jo asked once more, wanting Louis to swear on whatever he could, no matter how little it was, or how important it was to either of them. To see him so hagard and ridden with worry - he had gotten good at reading Louis and his deadpan expressions, his general demeanor and behavior overall there was, at times, the slight realization in the back of his mind, one that told him no matter how, what, when or why, he was doing the right thing and he was only here to help, after all. "Don't b…

The weather was worse than he wanted it to be; if it was all sunshine and rainbows, Louis sitting out here would be fine, but like this, he'd only get wet and sick, and knowing him, only ever so slightly unfortunately, he was stuck all the way in his head. "Alright. But you have to eat it, not just toss it to the wind, promise?", he urged his old friend, knowing his in and outs by now. No food meant he'd be slowly starving himself to death, which was something they couldn't have - Josiah, at the…

What was that about? They’d test Louis’ limits last time, but it seemed as if this truly was the edge of his world - he couldn’t go further - if he tried, it seemed he’d be hurt for it. Did he understand? No, but Josiah made an effort regardless ass he extended his arm, with the bundle of food he’d packed up, stretching it in Louis’ direction. “You haven’t eaten in a bit, I figured you might be hungry.”, he solemnly told him, a weary smile on his face as looked at Louis and his abrasive nature -…

Something fantastical, right - he’d have to come up with a story so unbelievable that it could be one of his nightly dreams, even if he had no idea how or where to start. “Something like that.” The fireworks from yesterday’s discussion came to mind and Josiah smiled about it; maybe that was a good start for a make-believe dream, besides, it wasn’t too far fetched for it to be something that possibly was anchored in reality. “Don’t apologize, I just think we’re better off without that subject.”, …

If one thing was wrong, five-thousand others were, too. There was no denying that, just as the saying went: Went it rains, it pours. Right now, it did indeed pour, metaphorically and not actually, like it had yesterday. Josiah looked at Lucy from where he sat, just for a bit, and then closed his eyes. "Same old, then." Would anything ever change in this place? Everything was the same, as always - sometimes a face and name disappeared, but it was soon enough replaced by another, and then another,…

Spending time with Lucy had to be the highlight of yesterday, in a way. Sure, his thoughts had drifted off to Louis for no discernable reason at first, or at least to her, but Josiah knew that he was sort of desperate for this man that he called his best friend, and if it only was because he wanted his recognition - which was something Josiah had deluded himself into believing for the past few years - then he was failing at it, terribly. To have conflicting feelings like this, for both a man and…

Lucy's words fell on deaf ears that night, Jo only nodded and regarded the conversation as over - instead, he hugged her back and let himself be swept away by the darkness that called out for him, into the land of dreams that he didn't miss. His body was exhausted, spent even, despite him not really doing anything all day - he still had forced himself back up, time and time again, and now, when he was finally invited to relax just a bit, it knocked all the wind out of his sails, at once. Gone in…

"You're right ...", he finally relented, after what felt like an undeniable eternity of harking on the same topic. No matter what Jo did, he found himself walking on eggshells and wondering just how he managed to keep going after all of that. Was it his daring attitude, or the inherent stupidity that he had come to the circus with that let him view everything through a warped lense? "I ... suppose. I'm not saying these things because I want you to point out all the things I did right, or because…

"Because I'm not exactly the best friend there is at times, if I'm honest. That's why. It's not you, it's me, that's about it.", Josiah openly told Lucy, knowing that the further he digged, the bigger his grave was going to get; he didn't care anymore, at least not at the moment. Why even pretend he did? Whether or not he was having fun, it was overshadowed by his thoughts about Louis, and it unnerved him, more so than ever. "I ... it's not that. There's just things I promised Louis I won't talk…

A funny fantasy that Josiah wanted to be real, it only it meant that he could drag Louis with him, to the ends of the world, and suddenly he realized, he was really quite obsessed with a guy that wasn’t even here - Lucy was, she cared for him and showed him parts of her silly and vulnerable side, and yet, all Josiah was thinking about was his best friend, that damned man that was tied down here and would probably rot in this circus; and maybe Josiah would do so, with him. “Hm? Oh … I just mean t…

All the praise he got would feel great if, and only if, he‘d feel the same way about himself - he had his strengths, much like anyone that was part of this circus, this half-baked freakshow, and he had his shortcomings, just like anyone else. Lucy, in turn, praised him for so many things that, if he were to account for everything, he‘d probably be great at breathing, too, according to her. The irony of the entire situation didn‘t seem to reach her, though, and thus he zipped his lips shut, smili…