No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Today, it's all about clearing the table in one go. Clear it and you win. Miss a single shot and you lose. You've got fifteen minutes," Brown announced, laying down the challenge like the lord of the manor he was.

I didn't really have a choice, so I accepted with gusto. "Alright!"

"Start whenever you're ready," he said, settling into the couch like a VIP spectator.

Standing at the edge of the pool table, I took a deep breath, nodded to the guy keeping time, and with his shout of "Go!" I started my game.

Thud, thud, thud...

I pocketed each ball with precision, and ten minutes in, two balls remained on the table.

So, I was pretty much winning.

Holding my breath, I geared up for the final push. With another precise hit, one ball left.

Clap, clap...

Brown started clapping, clearly trying to throw me off. I ignored him and lined up my next shot, but just then, I felt something cold and slimy brush against my foot, as if something had crawled over it.

I screamed instinctively, jumping up and inadvertently leaning onto the pool table, sending the cue stick flying.

The ball clattered...

cheated," Yolande's voice rang

didn't understand what Yolande meant by

and following his hand,

I've been terrified of such creatures since I was a kid; even caterpillars freak me out,

picked up the snake, wrapping it around his arm, petting its head. "Naughty thing, why did you sneak out? Look how scared

at me, "It's harmless, really gentle.

I'd touch

his hands, I still couldn't bring myself to step down, glaring at him instead. "Brown, if you can play fair, then play.

handle losing?" he

have lost if you hadn't

IMS

to ignore any distractions," Brown had the audacity to measure

let

been silent till now, finally spoke up, "Stop with these childish tricks. Just

still petting the

over to Ernest,

just hurt me bad,