[Learning to bowl is obviously the foundation of every long-term relationship. Allison lets her eyes flutter shut, leaning into him much more easily now that she doesn't have to juggle eye contact and body language and where her feet go all at once. It's comfortable.]
We could try it, once,
[she concedes, her sly smile hidden somewhere in the hollow of his neck. Once suggests more than once, or at least, the possibility thereof. She's getting ahead of herself, but in the moment it's nice to indulge in the daydream of some nebulous future with a boy she still barely knows.]
→ we are not what you think we are we are golden
We could try it, once,
[she concedes, her sly smile hidden somewhere in the hollow of his neck. Once suggests more than once, or at least, the possibility thereof. She's getting ahead of herself, but in the moment it's nice to indulge in the daydream of some nebulous future with a boy she still barely knows.]