"STIKE NUMBER 7 BABY!" Angela got her seventh strike in a row, a seven-bagger. She felt extremely good, even though Addison and Brittany also had the same score as her, getting strikes evrey time.
The reason she was so excited was that Jin was sucking so badly that you would assume a child was playing right now.
He guttered the first round, or frame (bowling sucks). Then, he managed to hit some pins, but missed getting the spares or whatever it's called. After that, it was just the same thing over and over again.
He even used his powers, and he was still doing terribly. It was as if he were cursed by the bowling gods.
"My turn." Jin got up, placed a spell on his bowling ball, then gave that badboy a sweet...roll? He tossed that shit onto the lane, and it was rolling like balls do in this situation, dammit.
"Come on! Come on! That's it! Gimme a strike! All I need is a strike!" Jin was sweating and was anxious. He needed at least one strike to shut Angela up.
