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[color=lightblue][sup][color=aquamarine][b][u]Location[/u]:[/b][/color] Carinival (High Striker)[/sup]
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[color=e8f4f8][indent][indent][color=aquamarine]”Okay, that wasn’t bad. Good form, but--”[/color] Kyle stepped forward after he watched Ali take first cracks at the high striker. Kyle was, after all, a gentleman first and foremost. No amount of grand confessions against some fence nearby to her would change that. Besides, Ali was looking eager to go first, so who was he to deny her that pleasure? “--you have to put more swing into your swing.”

As Kyle looked at the bell at the top,there was a moment when he turned his head around to look at Ali, who he saw was just smiling at him, and he immediately became flustered internally (no so much externally because Kyle was a master at mostly concealing it). Nevertheless, he had someone watching him. He [i]did[/i] say he would show her how to do it...not that she did anything wrong. Kyle wasn’t trying to mansplain her or anything. He hated when he heard people did that. But he also didn’t want Ali to hurt herself. The hammer was heavy and, well, he just wanted to show her how to properly get the most out of her swing.

That’s noble of him, right? Right!

[color=aquamarine]“Right..”[/color] Kyle gripped the handle of the hammer, stepping up to the plate (so to speak) and raised it up. As he took in a deep breath, making sure to breathe from his stomach, as he exhaled, the hammer came crashing down onto the rubber pad. The next thing he heard was the bell sounding off and a wide smile came across his face.

[color=aquamarine]“Now you give it another shot, Ali!”[/color] Kyle cheerfully said, handing her the hammer. They were the only ones at the game, so they could play it for as long as they wanted.


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