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badger_boy_93 · 05-05-2025, 07:57 PM

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Originally Posted by ThePastelBookworm

Winnie entered the bowling alley with her hair wet from the rain. She headed to the counter, she saw a man sitting with no one. Then grabbed her bowling shoes in her size. Then smiled and approached the man. " Hello, I'm Wednesday, but you can call me Winnie"

Damocles was pleased, but altogether surprised when a young woman walked into the bowling alley and approached him. He had experienced a strange sensation earlier that day. It was like deja vu, but before the fact; not after. Perhaps this is what that feeling was warning him about. Whether it would turn out to be a blessing or a curse was yet to be seen.

"Hello there Winnie. Nice to meet you. What brings you to the bowling alley today?" Damocles asked his new acquaintance. It wasn't every day that a random stranger walked into a bowling alley and started a conversation with a man sitting alone without preamble. Something monumental was about to happen; he just didn't know what that would be yet.

05-05-2025, 07:57 PM	#56 (permalink)
badger_boy_93 Gnome Join Date: Apr 2025 Location: Baltimore, MD Posts: 316 Hogwarts RPG Name: Xerxes Cadwallader Hufflepuff Third Year	Quote: Originally Posted by ThePastelBookworm Winnie entered the bowling alley with her hair wet from the rain. She headed to the counter, she saw a man sitting with no one. Then grabbed her bowling shoes in her size. Then smiled and approached the man. " Hello, I'm Wednesday, but you can call me Winnie" Damocles was pleased, but altogether surprised when a young woman walked into the bowling alley and approached him. He had experienced a strange sensation earlier that day. It was like deja vu, but before the fact; not after. Perhaps this is what that feeling was warning him about. Whether it would turn out to be a blessing or a curse was yet to be seen. "Hello there Winnie. Nice to meet you. What brings you to the bowling alley today?" Damocles asked his new acquaintance. It wasn't every day that a random stranger walked into a bowling alley and started a conversation with a man sitting alone without preamble. Something monumental was about to happen; he just didn't know what that would be yet.