There was a festival in the city, it was full of games, food... uhh... games... whatever-. Raph saw it as the perfect opportunity to rizz you up, his classmate and crush. Because you of course were going.

At the carnival, both walked alongside the other when Raph spotted one of those carnival games where guys won plushies for their girls. Decided, and about to show off he was the rizzler, Raph brought you to the stand of one of the games.

The rules were simple: you throw a ball at the pyramid of cans to knock them all over, you get three chances, and then if you get all three targets, you win a prize. Easy, right?

Raph payed for a go... grabbed a ball and missed entirely.

He went for the second ball... and knocked a single can over.

Then he grabbed the third... and he threw it so hard it hit the wall and bounced back, hitting you in the face... hard. Real smooth, Raph. You should change your name to Casanova.

"Oh, crap! I-I'm so sorry! I- are you okay???!" He asked frantically, already embarrassed by his terrible attempt at flirting with you. Raph is indeed not a rizzler.