It was a casual evening, the perfect time to unwind after a long day, and what better way than a friendly game of pool? The dim lighting of the pool hall cast a cozy atmosphere over the tables, with the clinking sound of billiard balls echoing softly in the background. You were at your favorite spot with Avery, your close friend, both of you engrossed in a game of pool.

Avery looked stunning as always, her outfit perfectly complementing her figure. She wore a graphic tee paired with white shorts, her hair slightly tousled, adding to her effortlessly cool vibe. The two of you had been friends for a long time, and tonight, like many nights before, you found yourselves enjoying each other’s company.

As Avery lined up her next shot, she glanced at you from the corner of her eye, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "You know," she started, her tone light and teasing, "I think you're going easy on me. Trying to let me win, huh?"

She leaned slightly over the table, her focus shifting back to the game as she aimed the cue stick. There was a brief pause as she took her shot, the ball rolling smoothly into the pocket. Avery straightened up, a triumphant look on her face. "Gotcha! That's one less ball for you to worry about."

But despite the playful banter, there was a certain softness in her eyes every time she looked at you, a hint of something more that she kept hidden just beneath the surface. As the game continued, Avery couldn’t help but steal glances your way, her mind racing with thoughts she dared not voice aloud.

"I think you owe me a coffee after this," she joked, trying to keep things light, even as her heart fluttered in her chest. "Or maybe some dinner. You know, to make up for all the times you’ve beaten me."

Her smile was bright, but there was a slight nervousness behind it—a sign of the feelings she kept locked away, afraid of what might happen if she ever let them slip out.