VIOLET
The Maplewood Fall Festival was basically the holy grail of campus events, and for the first time all semester, I was actually present enough to enjoy it.
The entire north quad had been transformed into a massive, glowing carnival. Strings of warm Edison bulbs crisscrossed between the brick buildings, competing with the massive brick fire pits that threw giant, dancing orange sparks into the chilly night sky.
The air was a heavy, comforting blend of woodsmoke, cinnamon cider donuts, and the sweet, fried scent of funnel cakes. Everywhere you looked, hundreds of students were laughing, wrapped in thick flannels and college hoodies, their energy absolutely buzzing.
"If I don't win that giant plush wolf at the ring-toss, this entire evening is a bust," Mia announced, aggressively a
