-Lucian-
“You were always terrible at pool,” I remarked as I watched my brother push away from the table, shaking his head in disappointment.
“Well, I was always the clever one,” he replied. “Not the best at games.”
“You enjoy playing games,” I taunted as I leaned over the table.
After driving for a little while, we ended up stopping at this old bar. It was rather a crappy one only filled with those local drunks, and yet, for some reason, we stayed and played a round of pool. Or maybe three rounds, and got some beers.
I knew it was wrong of me to do this. I shouldn’t be hanging out with him again, but I told myself I had promised him a day after all, so I was just keeping my end of the deal. Sadly, I seemed to be enjoying this more than I should.
“Well, not these kinds of games,” he
