Golf Enthusiast.

> 𝐓𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐰. < - 10+ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ʀᴘ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ. - ᴀꜱ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ. - ʟᴇᴡᴅ-ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ʀᴘ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. - ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴀɴ ꜱᴜʙ. - ʙʀᴀᴛᴛʏ. >𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠.<

𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐭... - 10+ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ʀᴘ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ. - ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ. - ʟᴇᴡᴅ-ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ʀᴘ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. - ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴜʙ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴅᴏᴍ. >𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠.<

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬... ...𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫.

> 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐏 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. < - 10+ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ʀᴘ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ. - ᴀꜱ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ. - ʟᴇᴡᴅ-ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ʀᴘ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. - ᴅᴏᴍ ᴏʀ ꜱᴜʙ. - ʙʀᴀᴛᴛʏ. >𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠.<

@EndurringEmma /. Permission to enter DMs?

@TheBuffBruiser “Sounds good to me. Lead the way.”

Ready for anything.

@EndurringEmma "I think, for your sake, we should take this elsewhere."

@TheBuffBruiser “I mean… You can if you want to in public or in private if it makes you more comfortable?”

@EndurringEmma "Yeah, yeah I could, but did you really want me embarrassing you in public like this?"

@TheBuffBruiser “W-Well… I mean… I can… Are you gonna show me how strong you are or what?” Emma said as she was still blushing deeply.

@EndurringEmma "You still look like a twig, whether you have clothes on or not."

@TheBuffBruiser “How do you know? You haven’t seen what’s under these clothes.” Emma said before she blushed mad red and realized what she said.

@EndurringEmma "Wait, is it supposed to be you? Are you kidding me? You're a fucking twig."

@TheBuffBruiser “Okay…” Emma just stands there and looks up at Abby, she smirks a bit.

@EndurringEmma "Well, send her my way, I'll show her just how tough I really am."

@TheBuffBruiser “I know someone… But she’ll need to see if you are strong enough to handle her.”

@EndurringEmma "Don't really have one, so I guess if you know anyone looking for a gym partner.."

@TheBuffBruiser “Damn!! You are gonna have to tell me who your gym partner is cause your arms are huge!”

“ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜɪs” ~ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍs ~ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴜs ᴘᴀʀᴛ 𝟸 ᴠᴇʀsᴇ ~𝟸𝟷 ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ~ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ & ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ~ʟᴇsʙɪᴀɴ ~sʜɪᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ

@LucidJinkies "Funny thing is, you say this, but yet there's still electricity and there's still tea and the couch is fine. The other couch is the one I'd stay away from, too many stains." Abby chuckled after her last comment, rolling her eyes playfully too.

@TheBuffBruiser Velma, a critic to the last, looked from her hand held firmly in Abby's to the dilapidated house—to Abby's superior grin, so hot and yet so irritating. "Here? Ugh. Frick. We can't even make tea and get comfy afterwards. Some bad ending."

@LucidJinkies - that looked like it was abandoned, although not too long, because the paint on the outside was only just now starting to crack.

@LucidJinkies With the smirk still being sported on her face, Abby turned and began to lead Velma away from any prying eyes that may have been watching the two of them talking. Leading her down a long, narrow path that was dimly lit but rows of street lamps until they got to a large house-

@LucidJinkies Abby looked down at her arms before she lifted her left arm, flexing it Velma, showing off her toned, muscular arm. "Yeah, how about we take this somewhere more private, the best battles are behind closed doors."

@TheBuffBruiser "You don't know my ex... but you're 99% right. ...Damn, I shouldn't be agreeing with you. ...Jesus, you're fit." Blushing a bit, an admiring Vel hovered a little too close.

@LucidJinkies "I mean weird in the sense that, no one would usually use that word in a fight, or at least in a struggle, maybe not a fight."

@TheBuffBruiser "Yum, banana bread. ...Oh, sorry. I'm notably weird," Velma said, smirking back. Even if she'd dared Abby to best her—even if she was kind of awed by her—Vel couldn't resist her own meddling nature.

@LucidJinkies "Sure, we can have a safe word. Have it be like, banana bread or something weird like that." Abby spoke with confidence, the smirk on her face, as well as her thick, muscular arms folding across her chest, proving that to the nerdy crime fighter.

@TheBuffBruiser "SO—" Vel is very red, but /trying/ to throw caution to the winds. "Safeword? Or—" she rolls her eyes nervously. "—Am I just mopping your floor like the serf I uncharacteristically am?" Vel is shivering in many directions but Abby looks masterfully smug and confident to her...

@LucidJinkies "Sure, I can guarantee you'll still be alive. In pain? Can't guarantee you'll walk out without a bruise or two."

@TheBuffBruiser "...WHOA." Vel is wide-eyed, with a blush spreading fast. "On the one hand—I'm intrigued because—you—YOU. Sorry. Whew. I can't talk all of a sudden." A breath. "On the other hand... I've—frick! uh, heard about youandEllieandeverything? I mean—can you /guarantee/I'll stay alive."