Bowling!

I break the kiss for but a moment. "I win," I whisper. I pull her close to me. I kiss her anajn

"Meh." I say past his lips. I pull myself closer.

I break yhe kiss, coughing and weezing and have to use my inhaler. Suddenly I felt ashamed. I pushed her away and put my shirt back on

My eyes widen and I remember we were supposed to be bowling. I back away even as he pushes me and hold my fingers to my temples. "Are you okay?" I ask as he starts coughing. My voice is quivering slightly and I feel . . . well, let's just say an Aphrodite kid with a bad occupation.

I look up, hearing the desolate tone of his voice. "Are you sure?" I ask carefully. I wish I can just comfort him completely, but I don't know how. I never had true affection. I mean, sure I had a little sister and mom but did we really have enough time between avoiding fires to cuddle eachother and have a real moment? I've never even had a mother/daughter trip to the mall. I hold out my hand to Jim.

"Are you ashamed of me?"

I shake my head quickly and grab his hand. "No! Why would I ever be?"

I look into his eyes and set my jaw. "You are not weak. You've protected me from so much." Panic flickers suddenly though my eyes then fades. "You are not weak." I repeat.

"Not weak. Not weak?! I almost died on you. And you were hysterical. I hurt you so bad. Is it really worth it? I mean... Am I really good for you?"

"You are all I have!" I shout, stomping my foot. I notice right away that this sounds so, so selfish. "I-I need you. Without you, I am just that tough outer shell that I hate." I whisper brokenly. "I hate it so much."

"No. Everything is perfect. I couldn't ask for anyone better." I smile up at Jim, though it doesn't reach my eyes.

"Alright," I said quietly. "Demetri?"

I moisten my lips. "Yes?"

"Imma pone you at bowling,"

I smile for real this time. "What? What was that?" I say, cupping my hand at my ear. "For a minute I thought....I thought you said you could actually beat me."

"Not just beat you. Destroy you," I grin and kiss her cheek.

I shake my head and chuckle to myself. "Oh yeah, Pretty Boy? Let's rumble." I make my way over to some bowling balls and check the weights. I grab a six-pounder and go back to the lane. I set up the names in the whaty-what-thingy and smile at Jim. "You first. The machine has spoken."

I pick up my ball. I throw it. 7. Again. 3. "SPARE!"
OOC hey, I'm making a new character. What should his god parent be?

I grunt and smile at Jim. "Lucky shot." I pull back and release. "Strrrr-IKE!!!" I say as the ball hits all ten. "BOOM, put THAT as a side dish!" I taunt.

ooc: What's their persona?

"Oh yeah, fry sauce?" I throw my ball. Ten pins. "Suck on it, woman!"

"Oh, you went there." I grin and grab my ball again. I aim and throw. Split. "Agh." I mumble, contemplating as my ball returns.

"Ooh!! How ya gonna pull that off?" I taunt