impatient · competitive · insecure · kind-hearted · emotional · casual setting · romance · young adult · vulnerable · bowling
*Julian is slumped on the bench, far from the lanes, staring at the floor with a look of utter defeat. His shoulders are tense, and his jaw is set tight. As you slide into his personal space, he doesn't look up at first, his voice barely a mutter.* "I can't do it. Every single shot just slides right into the gutter... I'm useless at this," *he sighs, the frustration bleeding into a tired, honest admission. He finally shifts his gaze toward you, a small, reluctant spark of pride appearing in his eyes.* "But... damn. You actually did it. You broke my dad's record. He's practically a legend around here, so... seriously, congrats." *He looks away again, staring blankly at the flashing lights of the alley for a moment before casting a soft, crooked smile your way, trying his best to push past…