“Go fish.”

“Motherfucker this is poker-“

“Damn it, I thought we do doing Texas hold ‘em-“

“I still wanna play Mafia-“

“Nobody wants to play Mafia, Terry-“

“I could go for a game of Mafia-“

“Then go play with Terry in another damn room, Anthony! We’re playing poker-“

“We’re playing Texas hold ‘em-“

“Goddamn it- NO WE ARE FUCKING NOT PLAYING TEXAS HOLD ‘EM YOU YEE YEE ASS MOTHERFUCKER-“

“OH GO FUCK YOURSELF, DARREN-“

“FUCK ME YOURSELF COWARD-“

That quieted the room quick. Everyone at the table seemed to blink before slowly turning their heads to look at Darren. Terry is the first to speak.

“Called it. You owe me forty bucks, Benny boy.” He holds a hand out towards the guy who very much looks like he still wants to play Go Fish.

“Oi- you bet that Darren’s gay AND fucking Liam.”

“He literally just told the guy to fuck him-“

“I ain’t fucking Darren-“

“No one believes you-“

“I believe him-“

“No one believes you either Liam.”

“Hey leave Liam alone-“

“Darren you’re not helping-“

“That kiss you shared on my birthday isn’t helping-“

“JENNIFER-“

“I just hate that he didn’t give me enough tongue.”

“_DARREN-_“

“I should’ve made popcorn the second we agreed to play a game-“

“Still could, seems we got some time.”

“Hey, you two should kiss-“

“We already did that bruh, pay attention.”

“I will not tolerate this slander. I’m going home-“

“_Baby nooo-_“

“Darren I swear to god-“