“Hey man, are you okay?” asked Justin again to Rastor who remained quiet as he picked up a bowling ball.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” he said, his tone dark. Definitely the opposite of what he was saying. He hasn’t even looked at us once we went inside the bowling alley, his dark mood almost palpable in the air as he moved around.
Has something happened? I thought, watching him hold the ball in his hands, raising it in the air as he measured the distance in his mind. Then he stepped back a little before he moved in the blink of an eye, throwing the ball and hitting the pins directly in the middle.
He seemed a bit off on the ride here, but he was still joking with us as per usual, so I wonder what happened in the brief time to put him in a bad mood? I don’t think it was because he had to
