Forty.

Angel POV.

The carnival was perfect, I got to play everything, and I got to go on every ride, turns out that Logan was a big scary cat and he refused to get out on a lot of games saying they were too scary, so I turned to Hunter who needed a lot of talking into approving me going on the scary rides.

"I think you're too short," he says, and I roll my eyes at him.

"Hunter, everyone is going there, and everyone is allowed in, I'm not that short," I say and he kept his firm look on, refusing to allow me to go.

"I don't think so, you're very delicate," he says and I roll my eyes at him.

"Are you scared Hunter? Is that it?" I teased him, I wanted to get on the ride, and I didn't care how.

"I'm not scared for myself little Angel, I'm worried about you," he says looking at me with the same firm look.

"Well since Logan was the one in charge of the whole games and everything that was brought over, he's the one who made sure they are all safe, so if you're doubting my safety, it means you'