sun's high in the sky [maisie]

"Wait, slow down, who's fighting who? And they're in the bouncy castle?" Circenn cut in after a few minutes, utterly confused.

What had felt like years of planning (but in reality had only been months), it was finally the day of the Annual Quidditch League charity event and Circenn and Maisie had been planning a new kind of event - a carnival on the pitch at the Magpies stadium. There was so much going on everywhere he looked and he felt the excitement and anticipation just like there was before a big game. There were last finishing touches being done, vendors setting up the last of their booths, a witch was levitating the last of the brightly color pennant banners across the pitch and two wizards were fighting with strands of balloons near the hoops. The event was set to start within the hour and Circenn, who had only ever attended events like this and never helped plan one, hadn't realized it would take this much work to put this all together.

Or that there would be odd problems that would crop up. Which is exactly what it seemed like when Maisie had rushed over to tell him and he hadn't liked the anxious gleam in her eyes.

Lucky for them, despite the last minute problems, the weather was perfect. The blue sky was cloudless and the sun felt warm on his skin. He felt grateful that he was in his Magpies warm ups instead of a stiff suit like he usually had to wear to a quidditch gala. But right now, Circenn knew there was a lot going on today and he had seen Maisie's to do list leading up to the event so he wanted to help with this and get it solved. "Where did you say they were?" he asked, glancing around the pitch.

@Maisie Miller

"I know, I know," Maisie sighed, the first signs of a tension headache bubbling up and it wasn't even noon yet. It wasn't a complete disaster (yet) but if anyone had seen a scuffle break out, they'd think it was horribly unprofessional. "I'm so sorry for disturbing you," the brunette offered softly, hating the fact that she had to pull Circenn away for such trivial matters. He was already busy. He'd been so great helping her plan and she didn't want to disappoint him after all of this.

"The barbecue man and the balloon animal guy," Maisie confirmed with a heavy laden sigh as she adjusted her dress, her long dark hair twisted up into a chignon to keep it out of her face. It was going to be a warm day, she could tell. The weather gods had decided to play nice, the sun high in the sky, as her dark eyes darted around. This was supposed to be fun. All she wanted was to make this as smooth and easy for Circenn as possible. As long as no one was brawling later on today and no one died, she'd count the event as a success.

Her clipboard was under her arm and Maisie was using it like a suit of armour. She really did want to enjoy herself but she knew she'd be here until the event ended. She offered to help clean up the inevitable litter, to pack up the vendors' equipment, to make sure everyone left the pitch safe. She didn't mind. It wasn't as though she had any plans tonight, now that Johnny had effectively ditched her.

"Bouncy castle," Maisie lamented, pointing to the large inflatable structure that was sprawling and came with two slides. "I hope they've taken their shoes off," she mumbled as her shoulders slumped in defeat before she caught sight of the pair in question.

"Oi!" Maisie called out as she heard scuffling and a very particular swear word, dropping her clipboard as she hastily kicked off her shoes and launched herself into the bouncy castle landing with an oof! on her stomach and with no regard for her own personal safety.