𝒩𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞.

who 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 you .ᐣ ╱ you want a 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 .ᐣ ╱ 𝐲𝐞𝐬 actually .

it's yours. it'll always be yours.

oh god... burn em with fire.. he has no idea who that man is.

suspicious, why? because, that isn't her style; besides the point a only a fool wouldn't fall head over heels for her. eying the layout, definitely has to make it count.

he'd ask her to marry him anywhere, any day. she doesn't have to hold back on him. he can live with that, he knows she isn't a crazy stalker. she always does her best work.

she knows he will ask someday either way, yes? much as he enjoys when her eyes on him.. okay, now she's showing off a little.. he likes it, a more, tricky shot and he narrowly makes it.

don't go easy on him now. a sip of beer as he watches her, man he is so in love. undoubtedly, completely and utterly in love. oh this is going to be a very interesting game, isn't it? once she is done, he takes his turn, another ball down. one step closer to the goal.

just admiring her work, is all; moving to take his turn,very much focused as he strikes, sinking his target expertly.

mhm, they will. thats him, oh so noble. he'd expect nothing less, a good break too.

no, not at all, just if tonight is the night they get engaged. first strike is all hers.

a soft smile her way. okay, if he wins; they get married, high stakes, right?

handing keys so casually, after setting the table for their game. hmm, a lot of things to consider..

he'd give her his keys if that settles the thought of him possibly driving. hmm, true it does make things more interesting.

isn't she always? he'd take her win or lose, she knows this right?

he never has, well not on the road — home land and all that, never had a reason. would only if it was absolutely necessary, and not drunk. placing bets?

he is not, would never. unless it was an absolute necessity. oh yeah? she is so on.