A Girl's Night Out/Head to the games corner
From Create Your Own Story
Some games wouldn’t hurt. Contrary to other’s assumptions, you can hold your own at darts or pool. If anything, your family taught you how to party.
When you get to the games corner, all the pool tables are full. One game in particular has a bit of an audience, and you find yourself drawn in as well. It becomes obvious why- one player is trying to sink the eight ball, and the other isn’t far behind.
You watch as the player calls her pocket and lines up her shot. It’s a tough shot, and you wonder how she’s going to pull it off. She bends over and eyes the set-up thoughtfully, moving the cue back and forth between her middle and index fingers. They’re long and slender.
She makes her shot with finesse. The cue ball cracks the side of the eight ball, sending it off at the perfect angle. It rolls right into the pocket.
Breathing out, she arches her back and straightens the collar of her red plaid shirt. Then she shifts her side swept bangs back to one side, tucking some excess behind her ear.
“Damn,” her opponent sighs, applauding her. “Good game. Should’ve known you’d get me in the end.”
The winner shrugs, offering up a handshake. “Lucky shot. Good game.”
After shaking hands, the loser presses a few bills into her palm and leaves. The small audience starts to dissolve too, going back to whatever they were doing.
The winner remains by the pool table, her confident silhouette illuminated by the differently colored bar lights.
