Week One: Three-Legged Race

Wynn had been waiting for this day, it was something he could treasure deeply if he won and he'd mean something to someone because he had done something important. He had done something worth being happy for. But he shouldn't get so far ahead of himself now, should he? Wynn had woken up that day feeling ecstatic about the events that'd happen later. He was going to be throwing axes and running with an extra leg. Who would be that extra leg? Wynn was excited to find out. He had made his way to the city square, wondering if Renly would be in any of the events, and if so, the leg race.

He would be in a pot filled with a mixture of anxiety, excitement and worried that he would mess up and be a laughing stock for everyone watching. Well, he could only hope that the partner he got wouldn't get mad at him for his failure.

The male would brighten up with a smile spreading onto his face, Renly Myreen! The two seemed to be inseparable. Destiny to some. The male would wonder if the two would be as much as a good pair running as they would be a couple. He would make his way through the crowd trying to find Renly as it seemed Renly had been doing the same looking for Wynn.

"Ayee!" He would say excitedly and Wynn would smile. "Hey!" Wynn wanted to hug him so bad, but that seemed out of the blue. They weren't a thing, were they? He wouldn't be able to figure out before Renly spoke again. ”We’ve got this in the bag.” He said with a hint of reassurance of the fact.

Did they really have this in the bag? He had thought that while stretching his arms. Renly had pinned himself inside Wynn's shadow, assuming that he was trying to not lose himself in the crowd. The male had gotten positioned and ready to run, this was supposed to be fun.

But it really was competition.

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