[Whether it's beginner's luck or actual skill, Chrissy has no idea. But she doesn't really care. She's just excited to have hit a ball at all. So she gives herself little squeal of excitement, and jumps up and down even while she's still tucked safely in his arms.
But oh, right. They're focused on a game. She knows that. Settling down quickly, she gives a very serious nod in response to his explanation.]
Instantly fucked. Got it.
[See? She's picked up the premise already.]
Do I get to go again since I'm the only one that got a ball in a pocket?
[Now she's just being a little shit. and he has to be able to see that, so she turns around in his arms, back pressed against the side of the pool table. Just so he can see her confident little smirk, one that's so pronounced she has dimples.]
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But oh, right. They're focused on a game. She knows that. Settling down quickly, she gives a very serious nod in response to his explanation.]
Instantly fucked. Got it.
[See? She's picked up the premise already.]
Do I get to go again since I'm the only one that got a ball in a pocket?
[Now she's just being a little shit. and he has to be able to see that, so she turns around in his arms, back pressed against the side of the pool table. Just so he can see her confident little smirk, one that's so pronounced she has dimples.]