Page 67 of Perfect Pucking Match

Me:My father just called, telling me you got him box seats for the year.

Nate:Oh, that.

Me:Oh, that?! Nate, that was so considerate of you. Thank you so much. He’s beyond happy. Can’t shut up about it.

Nate:I’m glad. It will be nice to know at least one person likes me in the stands.

Me:Well, my dad won’t be the only one. Until the season ends, you can count on me to be there too. Now you’ll have two people who support you.

Nate: …

Nate:Lottie?

Me:Yes, Nate?

Nate: …

Nate:Thanks.

Me:For what?

Nate:For being you.

Me: …

Nate:Goodnight, Lottie.

Me:Goodnight, Nate.

Nate:Are you always that competitive?

Me:Whatever do you mean?

Nate:Drop the innocent act. I know you cheated. No way is anyone that good at miniature golf.

Me:Stop being such a sore loser.

Nate:I’m not a sore loser.

Me:Sounds like it to me.

Nate:Whatever. Still think you cheated somehow.

Me:Words spoken by every sore loser in history.

Nate:Funny.

Nate: …

Nate:Can I ask you for a favor?

Me:Sure.

Nate:Next time, can you not wear those shorts? They’re distracting.

Me:You don’t like my shorts?

Nate:I fucking love them. But I’m pretty sure they are the reason I lost tonight.

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