They pulled up to the local bowling alley. It seemed old, but everything was great. Pete turned to Stef in all her blonde glory and smiled.
Stef: Don’t laugh.
Pete: Why would I laugh when you win?
Stef: This isn’t gonna be pretty. But I love this place.
Pete just took her hand and pulled her inside, buying a lane for them. Stef went up first, she carefully set the ball up and put it down. Literally. She put it at her feet and pushed. Pete tried to hold in a laugh by hiding under his brown hair, but it was cut short so no hope. Stef went for her second turn, but looked at Pete.
Stef: Um…will you help me?
Pete: This is a trick.
But he stood behind her, placing his fingers on top of hers. He was having…a guy moment, so he couldn’t fully enjoy this. His embrassement of her turning around to look…down would be tormenting.
Pete: You put the ball like this and swing your arm back.
One of his hands was around her waist and he was fighting a blush, but still together they released the ball.