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You have problems, bro...
-Texts back.- But what? I think you're making excuses! XD
-Smiles.- Okay. Well, let's get this over with.
-Texts back.- Stop being lazy then! Haha
-Frowns.- I don't want you to view me as that immature kid back when we were teens. I'm not like that anymore.
-Pulls out phone, and texts back.- Hanging out with a friend... Bowling. You?
-Looks away.- Nothing.
-Fake smile.- Yeah, sure. Let's bowl I suppose.
-Looks a bit sad.- That's it?
Flubber, of course I find you here...
-Laughs.- Come on... I'm no little boy anymore! -Laughs again.-
-Smiles.- So, I guessed right? Yes they are.
-Gets some bowling shoes for both of us. And goes to the aisle.- I don't really do bowling all that much, go easy. -Smiles.-
-Finally arrives, and pulls in.- -Opens door for Tiff and starts walking in.-
-Turns red.- What do you speak of you crazy person? -Says playfully.- Smiles again.- You know, when we were best friends all those years ago, I...
-Smiles.- Sure. -Finally gets through traffic. Still driving for another 10 minutes before they can arrive.-
(No intention of rudeness here... You really need to stop making so many role-plays! There is too many!)
-Smiles and laughs.- I remember... Good times...
-Smiles politely.- Yeah, sure.
-Waits patiently, occasionally looking at Tiff.-