flissxsloane:
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In Fliss’ eyes sports would always be more about the social aspect than the competitive one and bowling was no exception. And it was just as well when for most of the evening her throws had been wayward, aim thrown off when her attention was inevitably drawn elsewhere by her friends or something else happening around her. It was almost a running joke by the time the game was nearing the end that her ball was almost certainly going down the gutter. Each unsuccessful throw had been laughed off by both herself and those around her. A bet had been made that she couldn’t make a strike by the end of the game and she took it for the fun of it despite feeling as though she was going to be the one to have to pay up. There’s slightly more focus in her movements this time and her eyes widened as the ball collided with the pins, hitting them just right to earn her a strike. The thrown was undeniably a fluke but arms are still thrown up in the air in celebration and there’s a bright grin on her face as she turns back to collect her winnings. “Lucky shot or not, a bet’s a bet.” Hands held out as she approached them with a spring in her step to claim her prize.
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Clayton’s eyes focus on the blonde as she walks up to the lane. He crosses his arms over his chest, remembering that every single frame she mentions how she’s going to get a strike and that this is going to be her chance. He takes a step closer as if that’s going to help him see the ball roll down the lane a little better. He laughs as he shakes his head at her celebration. “I honestly can’t believe you waited until the last frame to do the strike. Have you been conning me?” He teases.


















