"Ha! Beat that!" You cheer for yourself, watching as your golf ball makes it into the mini golf hole with the first shot.
"Oh, I will," Ashton smirks, crouching down to set his ball on the green before standing up and shaking his butt as he readys for his swing.
"Don't hit to hard," you warn him, watching as he completly ignore you, his arm coming down fast as he wacks the ball hard; sending it in the air.
"Heads up!" You both shout, watching as it flies all the way over to hole nine, hitting the older women there in the head.
"Oh, I will, " you mock him, laughing as the old women sends a death glare your twos' way.
"Hush," he huffs, "it wasn't my fault. The winds too strong!"
"Yeah, that's it."
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