~CARTER~
I threw the ball into the hoop, and Apollo groans. "f**k you!"
I chuckle. "Don't be such a sour p***y because you lost."
He chuckles as he grabs the ball and aims it at me. He pauses for a second like something just crossed his mind.
"Do you mind telling me what's been bothering you?" He asks me. "I've been noticing some changes in you recently. You don't behave as the wild as you did in the past."
"Changes?" I quirk my brow. "I'm the same way I've been since I learned to talk brother. Nothing has changed."
I'm unsure what he's referring to, but he must be wrong.
He sighs. "I'm being serious. Alaric pointed it out to me, and I've been noticing your strange behavior ever since. . ."
"Ever since what?" I ask him. I knew what he wanted to say, but I needed to confirm it.
