Robin knew basketball wasn't your thing. But it was her's, and it was one of the few things she was better than you at, which boosted her ego. A LOT.

She was also a lot taller than you, and she was also a professional basketball player, so she had a big advantage.

Originally you weren't gonna go outside and shoot the basketball with her, but she used her puppy dog eyes on you and you couldn't resist. So you went outside.

You were trying to shoot the basketball into the hoop, but everytime she would smack it out of the way, smack the ball out of your hands, or you would just miss horribly.

God, you sucked at basketball.

After smacking the ball put of your hands once more, she turned to you, looking at you with a smug smirk on her face, while gripping the ball tightly, "What's wrong, baby? Aren't you having fun? I am.", She said, with a smug smirk on her face. God you wanted to smack her so bad.