It’s on, time to show her where she sits in this relationship

It’s on, time to show her where she sits in this relationship

“Since you picked the place I get to pick first game.” Wanting to stake your claim is the dominant arcade game player you figured you would play to your strengths. “Ski ball.”

You start strongly, she cannot keep up with your years of training. You nail the 10,000 pointers consistently and shoot her a confident smile as she struggles.

“Yeah I congratulate you on your superior ball handling skills.” She chides. “Let’s get into the real arcade games.”

She drags you over to the racing game. This is not your strong point and you are quickly found out as she trounces you in 3 consecutive races.

“Haha I bet you only have an auto license as well.”

“Pfft, look at you good at video games, nerd.” Her trash talk game was also beginning to get to you. You needed another win. “Also there was nothing wrong with only having your Auto license… bitch.”

“Come on shorty its time to shoot hoops.” You say confidently making sure bump into her with your boobs as you walk past. “Oh didn’t see you down there, do you need me to ask for a stool?”

“This coming from the girl who has gone for the balls for both her games so far, there something you wanna tell me.”

You pout, you crush her, but there’s a little smile forming on her face as she can feel she’s getting to you.

“Oh wow you handle big balls and small balls really well, but now the real test, let’s see if you dance like a white girl.”

“You gonna show off your squaredance, miss I have a set of cowboy boots in the closet?”

You both walk over to Dance Dance Revolution and within seconds you regret saying anything. Fucking bitch was obviously a dancer and she made it very clear. After about 20 seconds you stopped being mad and just stared and her ass as she managed to hit virtually all the steps and still put on a show for you.

“You gonna just stand there with your mouth open or?”

You let out a noticeable “gulp” as you walked forward. Now there were other people watching. You did your best but after Scarlett you looked exactly like the basic white girl you accused her of being earlier.

“If you ask nicely i'll teach you how to dance one day. Anyway, we need something for the tiebreaker.” She says as you both look around at your options. “Awwww, God dammit” you notice the air hockey table is out of order.

“I definitely want to know how you learned to dance like that. Also there’s not much that’s not completely luck based and I want you to be beaten by my skill not by bad luck.” You say trying to drum some confidence back up.

“Can you play pool?” She says looking around, “with air hockey out there really isn’t much else.”

“I’ve played a couple of times.” You knew how to play, you had been to a couple of pubs with Andrew when you were younger, he showed you how to play a little. “It’s all about keeping your head down until you actually make contact with the white ball or something like that.”

“Cool, I played once or twice at home and someone taught me the rules.”