Strike Three {Open}

[Ethan Daidas]

I picked up the heavy and smooth bowling ball and latched it down the land. WHACK! The pins had a domino effect as they fell to the ground. Yes. I whispered as I pumped my fist in the air. Strike. "Nice work." A voice said behind me. I turned. Thanks. There's a ton of bowling where I come from.

WORDS! bleh
STATUS! complete
TAGS! open
NOTES! say anything
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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[reality]

Being bored in my dorm room, I decided to go towards the Bowling Alley, since there was nothing to do. I had finished my homework, finished my riding sessions, and X didn't want to do any more dressage practice anymore, so I decided to go there. I saw a brown haired boy get a strike, as he was the only one there, and I walked over towards him, watching him pump his fist in his air as he got a strike. "Nice work." I smirked, moving so I was sitting on top of the little contraption that held the bowling balls. I smiled as he replied to me, and I picked up another bowling ball, luckily having already changed into bowling shoes, and went over towards the lane next to him. "Want to play a game?" I asked, holding up the orange bowling ball.

144 WORDS | COMPLETE | Ethan Daidas | Here!
LYRICS BY ALL TIME LOW | TEMPLATE BY ARRO
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