fukensploogin
where it counts
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Tommy smirked as he led Jazzy and Sean downstairs. Mission accomplished. He flipped on the light, illuminating the basement. There was indeed a full bar, pool table, and big screen. Tommy went over to the pool table and started racking up the balls.
"Hey Jazzy, wanna fix us all a drink while I kick your boyfriend's ass in pool?"
Sean smirked. "Fat chance of that," he said.
"Cocky bastard," Tommy said, smiling. "Wanna put your money where your mouth is? Twenty bucks?" he asked, pulling out his wallet and dropping a twenty on the pool table.
"Anytime," Sean said, doing the same. Tommy finished racking the balls and grabbed a cue stick.
"I'll let you break this time," Tommy said, leaning against the bar and watching Sean line up the shot.
"Hey Jazzy, wanna fix us all a drink while I kick your boyfriend's ass in pool?"
Sean smirked. "Fat chance of that," he said.
"Cocky bastard," Tommy said, smiling. "Wanna put your money where your mouth is? Twenty bucks?" he asked, pulling out his wallet and dropping a twenty on the pool table.
"Anytime," Sean said, doing the same. Tommy finished racking the balls and grabbed a cue stick.
"I'll let you break this time," Tommy said, leaning against the bar and watching Sean line up the shot.