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Danny grabs his ball, rolling it down the lane. He hits 8 of the 10 pins. "Damn, why are you guys so good at this," you whine, "Darling, you're not doing too bad, I mean, at least you got a spare." He tells you, pointing at the scoreboard on the TV that's above your guys' lane.

"Fair enough, but now it's my turn, and I will show you guys how its done." You lie right through your teeth, knowing damn well, you ain't going to do shit.

You grab your ball and take a deep breath, remembering what Arny showed you on your first turn, legs slightly apart, knees slightly bent, you roll the ball down the lane, hitting only half of the balls. You groan, but the more you look at the pins left, the more you think you can make it.

You wait for your ball, slotting your fingers through the holes and rolling it down the lane. You hit only 4 of the 5 remaining pins. You cheer, you got more than you thought, maybe Arny's strategy did work after all.

"Nice job, love." He smiles at you, you smile back, Danny gags, "Get a room you guys," Arny rolls his eyes and laughs at Danny. Arny takes his turn, getting a strike.... AGAIN.

//time skip//

You guys laugh as you exit the alley, realizing your final score was '69'. "I can't tell if I should be amazed or not," Danny laughs, nearly doubling over as he holds his stomach from laughing so hard. You giggle, looking at Arny, who was already looking at you. He quickly looked away, blushing softly.

You smirk, it's adorable when he blushes. Shut up, brain.

You all walk back to his car, Danny driving, Arny in passenger, you behind Danny. You lean your head against the window, staring out at nothing in particular. "Y/N?" Arny calling out your name pulls you back to reality, you look at him, only to see him already looking at you, worry written on his pretty features.

"Huh? Sorry, I must've zoned out," you chuckle nervously, "Don't worry about it, we were just discussing where we should get food," Arny tells you, you nod, "I don't mind where we get food." You tell them softly. Arny's eyebrows furrowed, "You sure?" He asked, just making sure. You smile and nod.

"Just as long as it's food and not expired or moldy, I'm cool with whatever." You say simply, shrugging. Arnys nods and scrolls on his phone. Danny turns into a parking lot and parks the car, grabbing his phone and doing something. You lean your head against the window, looking out at the world.

"How about we get Chick' Fil A?" Arny suggests, Danny looks up from his phone, "Yeah, I could go for Chick' Fil A, what about you, Y/N?" Danny said, looking in the rearview mirror at you, you just nod in response.

"Chick' Fil A it is." He says, driving to a Chick Fil A.

//time skip//

You all had just gotten home, you finished your food in the car, albeit it was only a small nugget. You felt fine, you walked to Arny's room, flopping onto his bed. Bowling is tiring.

You soon peacefully fell asleep.

You groan as you felt someone shaking you awake. "My love, come on, you have to get up." He whispers, you open your eyes and look at him, it's pretty dark, the small illumination from the moon, lighting Arny's pretty face up. "I don't wanna." You whine, snuggling into your blankets. He sighed, "Do you want cuddles for a few minutes?" He offered, you nodded.

He laughed and got in bed next to you, pulling you close by your waist. You smile slightly, knowing how close you are to Arny. Your heartbeat speeds up as you feel him draw shapes on your neck softly. I wonder what it would be like if his hand was wrapp- You push the thoughts away, "I like you, Y/N." Arny whispers, you turn around in his arms, "You do?" You ask, he nods, "I know we've only known each other for a few days, but I really do truly like you." He rambles, clearly nervous.

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