04-29-2019, 03:41 AM
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 some scrawny kid wandering up to question what the game was, and what they were supposed to do with it.. honestly, addy should’ve expected a kid to be wandering around in a casino, especially nowadays. the redhead himself knew that he would’ve loved to hit casinos back when he had been a teenager, if he had been allowed to. still, the teen could’ve gone literally anywhere except right over to the pool table. his gaze flitted over to him, searching his features momentarily before muttering, “it’s called pool. might be a little over your head.†addy had been working on not being such an asshole, especially towards younger people…
so, with a subtle roll of his eyes, he placed the vodka down before grabbing the kid a cue of his own. “take this. i’ll show you the ropes. just don’t expect me to take it fuckin’ easy on you.†it wasn’t even the redhead so much being helpful; it was more so just him trying to do something to take away from all that was going on in his head. this was simply the easiest thing that he could possibly do, and beating some scrawny twerp at pool -- wasn’t exactly how he planned to spend his saturday nights, but it was.. something. “here, watch,†and with that, he lined up his shot with the white ball and made the break, the satisfying click of the balls almost soothing.
sure enough, one of the balls went in. stripe. “since i potted that one, i’ve gotta pot all of the stripes, you do solids. just don’t have the white one go in, or the 8-ball. got it?†he asked that absently as he lined up another shot, managing to pot a few before he failed to pot another one. with a sigh, he leaned back before stating, “have a go at it.â€Â
 some scrawny kid wandering up to question what the game was, and what they were supposed to do with it.. honestly, addy should’ve expected a kid to be wandering around in a casino, especially nowadays. the redhead himself knew that he would’ve loved to hit casinos back when he had been a teenager, if he had been allowed to. still, the teen could’ve gone literally anywhere except right over to the pool table. his gaze flitted over to him, searching his features momentarily before muttering, “it’s called pool. might be a little over your head.†addy had been working on not being such an asshole, especially towards younger people…
so, with a subtle roll of his eyes, he placed the vodka down before grabbing the kid a cue of his own. “take this. i’ll show you the ropes. just don’t expect me to take it fuckin’ easy on you.†it wasn’t even the redhead so much being helpful; it was more so just him trying to do something to take away from all that was going on in his head. this was simply the easiest thing that he could possibly do, and beating some scrawny twerp at pool -- wasn’t exactly how he planned to spend his saturday nights, but it was.. something. “here, watch,†and with that, he lined up his shot with the white ball and made the break, the satisfying click of the balls almost soothing.
sure enough, one of the balls went in. stripe. “since i potted that one, i’ve gotta pot all of the stripes, you do solids. just don’t have the white one go in, or the 8-ball. got it?†he asked that absently as he lined up another shot, managing to pot a few before he failed to pot another one. with a sigh, he leaned back before stating, “have a go at it.â€Â