See the afternoon baseball game
From Create Your Own Story
"The Radioactives' game starts in about an hour," you say, referring to the local minor league baseball team. "Let's go to the game."
"Sounds good," says Annabelle. "I like sports a lot better than girly stuff."
Because it's a weekday matinee, there are plenty of tickets available even at the last minute. You pay for the tickets, figuring it's your turn now. You select seats close to the third-base line, not too expensive but not too far from the action either.
After you find your seats, Annabelle says, "I'll get us some snacks." You reach for your wallet, but she waves her hand. "It's okay. You paid for the tickets, so the food's on me."
"Thanks, Ana." A few minutes later, she returns with two hot dogs, a large tray of nachos, and two beers. The two of you begin chowing down eagerly.
The game begins, remaining scoreless in the first inning. In the bottom of the second, one of the Radioactives hits a hard foul ball. It's coming right at you!
