TWENTY-SIX B

He made a sweet combo that had the guys in the living room hailing him. He laughed at his easy triumph while his opponent seemed to be struggling. "Relax dude. You'll get it." He bumped shoulders with him.

"I know I will. I'm just warming up."

"Dude, you've been saying that since you started." One of the lookers said.

"This round isn't over, I can still beat him."

"Of course you can still beat me. It's good to have faith." He kept pressing the controller, eyes never leaving the screen. "The thing is, I just won't let you beat me."

"If this were on the field I'd kick your ass."

"If this were on the field you'll be on your ass." They laughed at his comment. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He dropped the controller and took out his phone.

"Mate! Don't do that. He'll get you."

He laughed. "There's still time. I have to take this. David play for me would you? I'll be right back." He looked at the buzzing phone. He walked out of the living room and went into the first ro