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==> Dahl: Get ready to bowl.
“Good color,” you say, smiling at her. ”It fits you.”
With your ball picked out, you start to set the game up, putting yours and Dahl’s name into the computer system. It lights up and signals ready and you motion to the lane.
“Ladies first!”
You smile a little in return. “Same to you, buck-o.”
When he ushers you forward to bowl, you chuckle. “I’m not much of a lady, y’know,” you comment, taking a few uncertain steps forward as you send the ball down the lane. It sort of wobbles along at a generally fast pace, but it only knocks down four pins. You’ve never claimed to be a good bowler.
That proves itself true even more when you hit the gutter. But you laugh anyway, because it’s kind of fun to be terrible. “Your turn!”
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Photoset reblogged from LAND OF NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS with 3,390 notes
TWO TUMBLR GIVEAWAYS!
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[[feeling sick and on tumblr at 4am]]
[[it’s like my first time at college all over again]]
Post reblogged from vaudevillian antics with 7 notes
==> Dahl: Get ready to bowl.
She slips her hand into yours and you squeeze it gently as you turn the corner and the flashbulbs disappear into the darkness of the main lanes. You sigh, happily, as you hold the door open for her so she can enter first.
The private lane’s pretty nice, but the main feature is that it’s secluded from everything else. You told the bowling staff that they didn’t need to do anything special but there’s already a worker inside with some balls and basic necessities. You wave at him and he fumbles a little and you motion Dahl over.
“Which color are you going to pick?” you ask, motioning to the various colors of bowling balls. You pick up a dark blue one and look it over before deeming it satisfactory.
As the flashbulbs go off and Johnny squeezes your hand, you’re pretty sure someone’s got a picture of that. Not that it really matters—you don’t give a damn about people knowing you’re dating. But you do sometimes wish people would butt out of your personal life, even if just for a day.
He’s a perfect gentleman as he holds the door for you, and you can’t help the barely-there flush that hits your cheeks as you hurry inside. The private area is wonderful, quiet and away from the obnoxious flashing cameras that give you such a headache. It’s… Nice. You’re happy, at least.
“An excellent question,” you retort lightly, smiling at him before looking. There’s a lot of colors, from hot pink to black and everything in between. You pick up a few to test the weight before settling with a bright cherry-red that reminds you of your childhood.
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Reblog with the fourth Homestuck gif in your folder.
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[[guys does anyone wanna sponsor me and buy me like 24 square feet of EVA foam so i can cosplay commander shepard]]
[[this is not a serious question because seriously i doubt anyone would want to but i just wanna cosplay femshep sooooo badly guys]]
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==> Dahl: Get ready to bowl.
Your name is Johnny Crocker and you are so stoked about this bowling date! You could barely sleep last night from all the excitement and the nerves but luckily you got enough forty winks to be as energized and bouncy as usual. You pull yourself out of bed and get dressed—you found your best bowling-esque shirt from your closet, which you know will get Dahl to laugh.
You hop in your car and make the drive to the bowling alley. Luckily no one’s spotted you yet. You made sure to get a private lane in the back where no paparazzi can get to you. Being a celebrity is nice but you don’t want anyone to intrude on your game!
As you park the car and get out, you see the flash of the cameras—it seems that someone’s spotted you. You whip your head up and it’s just a couple people with a pad of paper and a pen. You grin and sign them and take a picture before waving and speedwalking your way into the bowling alley.
It’s not hard to spot Dahl—she’s the only one that remotely look anything like a celebrity in this place. She doesn’t see you at first so you grin to yourself and grab some bowling shoes before making your way over.
“Hey!” you say, nudging her arm. “C’mon, we’ve got a private room.”
You’d been off in your own world when Johnny bumped your arm, and you jump just a little when he speaks. But then you smile, just a tiny bit, at his words.
“Really? That’s pretty sweet.” You stand, slinging your overnight bag over your shoulder. It’s not too heavy, and the bright red of it is like a beacon to the couple of people with cameras. They follow you with them, flashes catching at the edge of your vision, as Johnny takes you to the private lane.
Almost unconsciously, you slip your hand into his. It’s a light touch, careful and calculated and uncertain, but it’s definitely there. A part of you is wondering if he’ll invite you to stay over tonight; you’re definitely not counting on that, though. That’s why you’ve got a hotel reservation waiting for you. Just in case.
Better to be cautious than to fuck things up by going too fast, after all.
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theatricalgamine started following you
i guess
but when you are just out for a walk and then someone starts snapping photos of you its just .. ugh i makes me kinda sick
i would torch them if it wouldnt cause a scene
oh well at least when im out with eridan i dont have to worry about it as much
wait whats that about torching shit
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theatricalgamine started following you
oh sup
another alternate
hey there dudette
hows it goin
not bad
just waiting for something exciting to happen
what about you
waiting for my date to show up
not much happening
ignoring people trying to take pictures of me
i guess people arent used to the idea that celebrities go bowling
i havent gone bowling in years
i only get creeps trying to take pictures
im not famous
just another dead girl trying to live a normal life
i havent either
johnny thought itd be fun and i do agree that theres something charming about it
and that sucks chica but i know the feel
creepers suck and being famous makes it even harder to tell the difference between creepers fans and paparazzi
its weird
Source: torchinggoddess
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theatricalgamine started following you
oh sup
another alternate
hey there dudette
hows it goin
not bad
just waiting for something exciting to happen
what about you
waiting for my date to show up
not much happening
ignoring people trying to take pictures of me
i guess people arent used to the idea that celebrities go bowling
Source: torchinggoddess
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