I’d been bowling for a while, but not one of my balls managed to knock down all the pins. Not even close. My arm ached, my ego was bruised, and my throat felt dry, so I took a break to grab some water. Dam, of course, was beside me, laughing uncontrollably, and I shot him a scowl.“It’s not funny,” I snapped.“But it is,” he said between laughs. “How have you not hit a single strike? Not even one?”“These things are cursed,” I muttered, crossing my arms. “I’m usually good at bowling.”That only made him laugh harder.“How long’s it been since you last played?” he asked when he finally caught his breath.“About three months,” I said, trying to sound casual.“Then maybe you just need time to warm up again,” he teased.“I’ve seen people bowl like pros on their first try,” I countered.“Beginner’s luck,” he said with a shrug.“Maybe,” I admitted, rolling my eyes. “Anyway, I’m thirsty.”“There’s a bar over there,” he said, pointing to the left. “We can grab a drink.”“Okay,” I agreed.He go
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