*Mark's Pov*
"Will you just pick a color already?" I ask. She's chewing on her nail looking at the not-so-big variety of colors. Blue, pink, green, orange, red, purple, and yellow. I already picked pink of course.

"Fine, I guess I'll be orange." She grabs the orange ball and I pay the girl at the cash register to play.

"Here's your playing cards, and some pencils. Start at hole one and make sure you wait until the people in front of you are done with their hole. Thank you for playing and enjoy." She speaks in the most boring, monotone voice I have ever heard. We accept the cards and pencils. I gesture for (y/n) to go ahead of me. She nods her head down and quickly scooches in front of me and to the first hole.

"When was the last time we went mini golfing, do you think?" (Y/n) asks. She lines her ball up on the small dot and straightens her body. She leans down and tries to line up her shot. It just a straight shot to the first hole.

"Not sure, probably not since we were teens. There was that mini golfing place down the street in that strip mall."

She takes her shot, it bounces over the hole. "Oh, come on!" She throws her hands in the air. Then the ball bounces off the boarder and back into the hole.

"Holy shit! I got it!" She jumps up and down.

"Don't get too excited just yet, there's still 17 more holes," I laugh.

She slumps down and makes a pouty face. It just makes me giggle more. "Hey, I'm sure you'll do great, your first hole was a hole-in-one! You're already off to a great start!"

"But that was the first one! It's supposed to be easy!"

"You're gonna be fine!" I pay her head.

*17 short holes later*

"Welp ... that's gotta be a record... How did you get that bad at this?" I read the scorecard, it shows my name, with all 18 holes, a total of 51. I look down a little at her total. 187... I look at her. Her faces goes completely red.

"I was...close?"

"You got 28 on hole 14...it was a par 4!"

"I uh..." she scratches the back of her head. "It's been a while since I did anything like this." She smirks.

"Ya don't say."

We walk up to the desk to return the clubs and balls. It's still the teenager with a monotone voice. "Thanks for playing, you can either throw you scorecards away, or enter them in here to be put on display."

"No, that's oka-" (y/n) begins, but I cut her off quickly.

"Of course, that sounds like fun, here you go!" I hand over the card. I look at (y/n) and it's just sheer betrayal painted all over her face.

"Whatever," she puts the card in a pile where there is just two others.

We start walking out, "Mark, why did you do that...jerk."

"Because it would be funny if in a couple months we go back and it's hanging up on the wall."

"I don't think they're going to actually put it up. You saw, there was only two other cards there."

"Believe me...once they see your score, they won't be able to help it."

She sticks her tongue out at me. We head back to her and Grace's place. "So where are you living nowadays?" She asks me.

"I've got my own apartment, probably 20 minutes from here." I open the fridge and look at what they have. "Can I make some bagel bites?"

"Go for it, I could eat." She flops over the back of the couch and onto the cushions. "I could also take a nap."

I put the bagel bites in the oven and walk over to the couch. She's cuddling the throw pillow next to her face. She looks beautiful and peaceful. I go and lay right on top of her, becoming her blanket.

A/n
Oooooookay, well, this is awkward lol. It's been quite some time hasn't it. Sorry for not uploading. I've had a lot of stuff going on. My sister got married Saturday (9/16/17) and I also got a puppy lol. So I've been so preoccupied with her that sitting down and trying to write just felt like so much work. And between actual work, and my puppy (her name is Ivy and she is a golden retriever born 6/15/17) I just never found time to write. If any of you love writing but want to be you're own adult, just be weary, it's a lot of work and you probably won't have nearly as much time to write. I wouldn't get too hopeful that I'll be uploading more, or super long chapters at that. Adulting is something else. (Plus having to take care of your bf ugh, be careful, all men are babies). But yeah a lot has been going on. My puppy also got sick with vaginitis where she pees blood, and also potty training is not going the best that it could bc of it, but she's doing better than my parents dog haha and he's 4 now.