They were currently inside a bowling alley, and from the looks of things, Lila sucked at it.
She was strong, sure.
But each time she rolled the bowling ball, it shattered on impact—almost like she put too much pressure onto it earlier.
"Lila... Please, I'm going broke here," Michael complained.
Yes, she offered to pay.
But when he looked at it from another perspective, a man paying for something was objectively more romantic than having the woman do it.
Or I might just be overthinking things... Either way, the ore is not going to disappear for a little while longer, so I hope she doesn't break any more bowling balls—
—BOOOOM
Debris blasted outward, destroying not only the bowling ball, but also the screens monitoring their scores.
Oh, and added to the fact—she destroyed what was left of the last bowling ball.
Good fucking shit, Lila, now bowling is off the table, Michael thought, his brow twitching as he approached.
