(Originally posted by: Dayaman & A Non-Existent User. Combined 2 chapters into 1.)
"I'm kind of in the mood for sports," Flora says. "And I need a ball."
You get the hint that your head is the ball. "So, um," you say, "what sport do you have in mind?"
Flora smiles and says "Bowling, obviously." She then snaps her fingers and a lane at the end with pins setup appears.
"Are we not going to an alley?" you ask
"Do you want to attract the attention of being a head?"
"Good point"
She then has a smirk as she backs up, lining up her shot.
You gulp being nervous.
She then walks forward, swings her arm, and sends you rolling down the lane.
It is extremely dizzying. The world's orientation constantly changing.
Then you ram into the pins knocking them all down.
"Strike!" she yells excitedly.
The world is spinning around you. She walks over to you and picks you up.
"So, what now?" you ask
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