The Game

"Mary please push Jafar's cart, Emily won't be able to because of her flare gown," Pablo said, already with Jamal's baby cart...

"Urgh. Y'all are joy killers, I thought I would be opportune to be able to get at least 2 pictures that would burst the internet." Mary groaned as she took Jafar's cart and pushed it right in front of us. Pablo held my hands and we matched inside.

As we matched in, everywhere became quiet, except the slowly low music that was playing on the bar ground. I think that attracted the attention of every one of them, then an usher came to meet us and directed us to our table. She asked if I was with my boys' nanny, or if I wanted a designated nanny, already organized by the organizers.

"Oh. No. Don't worry, I will stay with my boys till their nanny comes." I assured her with a smile, which she returned.

Mary walked to our table and sat down, as I took the cart from her like she couldn't wait to drop it.

"Okay, ma'am. This way." People were looking at Pab