They sat around the table, staring at each other. Victor's face was neutral and calm, Isaiah's was the same, Edward had a smirk on his lips and Callum's face betrayed his calm expression.
"Why don't you go next, Callum?" Victor asked.
"...No."
"Why not? You're a professional singer. I'm sure you can hit all the notes," he pressed.
"I will drop a pass card, thank you very much."
"Aww. I wanted to hear you sing."
"f**k off, Edward. So far, you're the only one who's been winning!"
"You can't blame me if you suck at this game!"
The game they were playing was a board game with cards. There were five in the middle of the board except the white, which was the blank card.
In the beginning, each player is given four cards and $5,000 cash. They take turns rolling the dice and whenever th
