Utterly Mad

Flynn cringes at the performance, groaning and putting a face into his palm as the crowd goes flying in to purchase what was most likely orange soda for a couple bucks per sip. Spotting his sister, Flynn puts his hands in his pockets as he walks over to her. Flynn was knucklehead, but that didn't mean he was guillable.

"Ye' don't buy this baloney... right Sis?" Flynn asked his big sis nervously. The chances were the thing was staged... but even if Flynn hated to admit it, he wouldn't refuse a sip... b-but no; he wouldn't risk any of his family's cash on some miracle tonic. It wasn't like Flynn was that ill... apart from his kind of dumb nature.