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"Virgil, Virgil!"
Virgil felt a slight nudge on his left arm. His head spun around
Patton tapped him.
"We won the auction!" Patton was clutching four small rosy-red tickets.
What auction? Virgil probably missed Patton signing up for an auction.
Today was a blur. He and his few friends went to a music festival because Patton wanted everyone to go outside and have a little break for today. Virgil remembered paying for his and Remy's tenth cup of black coffee, while Patton was getting a cranberry scone and Logan was getting some Greek yogurt.
Then he remembered Patton signing some pieces of small paper. That must've been the tickets he was holding.
"For what?" Virgil asked in a soft, quiet tone.
"The circus that's coming in the city." Patton answered. "It's...It's new." he added seeing the utter look of confusion on Virgil's face.
"Oh."
Virgil certainly did not remembered a circus ever coming to the city before once in his life. That's probably because it was new.
The Circus de la Clair. Virgil never heard of this circus before. He was going to do an Internet search once he got to the apartment with Patton and Logan. Virgil looked at the sky. It was a beautiful violet, magenta, and dandelion yellow sunset. The view was spectacular.
"Does anyone want to go home and cook dinner?" Logan tapped Patton on the shoulder. "I'm kind of hungry."
"Let's go." Virgil said walking over to Remy who was talking to a man near a dove white stand.
"Who's he talking to?" Virgil raised his left eyebrow.
Logan and Patton were already walking to Remy. Logan turned his head to Virgil and signaled to follow along.
Remy was talking to a young man. He was dressed in a caramel-colored sweater vest. The man wore a white collared shirt with a baby blue striped tie and dark brown pants.
"What are you guys talking about?" Patton asked, looking a bit excited seeing Remy interact with someone other than himself, Virgil, or maybe Logan.
" Adventure Time." the man answered."Come Along With Me made me really sad."
"Oh." Virgil murmured and put his hand on his shoulder. He didn't want to admit that he cried when he was watching the finale with Remy when the episodes aired.
"Remy, we're going home for dinner, okay?" Logan shouted a bit sternly.
"Okay, Okay." Remy ran over to Logan, Patton, and Virgil.
"Who was he?" Virgil asked Remy. "His name is Emile." Remy replied. "He seems nice."
"Okay."
They walked together to the apartment. They stood in front of a cream-colored rectangular building. Logan shuffled with his pockets trying to find a silver,metal key. It took a couple of minutes but finally Logan grabbed out a small key and slowly opened the wooden door.
The apartment wasn't the biggest but it was wide enough for them. Rent was cheap for the sheer size and it housed four maximum.
Logan and Patton quickly hurried over to the kitchen. They were grabbing ingredients from the cabinets, pantry, and the fridge.
Remy walked over to his room, which was the smallest. He didn't need much space having only arrived with a duffel bag worth of clothes, supplies, and personal items.
Virgil dashed over to his room to do an Internet search.
Virgil's room was actually the biggest. He found that a wide room made him feel better and it was way more comforting.
He walked over to his desk and opened his laptop. Virgil typed in his password and opened a tab.
He quickly typed "Circus de la Clair" He waited ten second before the results came in. No results about the Circus de la Clair. Virgil saw search results about other circuses and their websites but nothing about the Circus de la Clair.
Virgil scrolled down the page. He saw a website.
circusdelaclair.com
Virgil clicked on the link. It took forever to open. The web site was blank. Nothing at all. Well maybe he should scroll down. That worked last time after all. Virgil only saw a huge block of text. It was really blurry. He squinted at the page.
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Morse Code. He needed Logan to translate for him.
This was definitely weird.