Quinta's POV
I walk into London and Kyle's apartment with the games Quelf, Life, and Clue in my hands.
Its game night!
Toby comes in after me with a bottle of wine. London's parents are already there.
Kyle's couldn't come because they were in New York. Toby's or mine couldn't comes because they lived in Maine.
We sit down on the couches and set up the game, Headbands, the Disney version. My personal favorite.
I look around the room and laugh at their cards. They have the opposite personalities as the cards.
London has Simba.
Kyle has Nemo.
Toby has Sleeping Beauty.
London's mom has Prince Charming.
London's dad has Belle.
London stops the game to announce something with Kyle.
"Ok, before we start the game, we have an announcement to make."
We all look at them in excitement.
"We nearly booked a venue for the wedding!" Kyle says.
"Why nearly?" I ask.
"Well, we talked to a girl named Freya, and she said she would personally call us if it was booked or not."
"Congrats, guys! Now, let's continue playing."
We all go around answering yes or no questions. London wins in the end.
We move on to Quelf. The weirdest game ever.
Half way through the game, I have to say bleep or bleeping in every sentence.
It was not bleeping fun.
I bleeping lost to Toby after the game ends.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Kyle gets up and answers he phone.
"Hello." I smile at London.
"Oh, hello, Freya." He does a happy dance in his place.
"We got it!"
We all get up and do a happy dance.
"Thank you Freya. Bye!"
He hangs up and we all do a happy dance.
"Let's celebrate with a game of life!" I say. We all agree.
London rolls onto the marriage spot.
"Sorry, Kyle. I'm marring another man." She says.
"Is now the time to tell you, I'm already married to another women." We all laugh.
I win in the end with so much cash. One million to be exact.
After that, we pull out the last game of the night, battleship.
I play London. Toby plays Kyle. Landon's parents play each other. We brought 3 games.
London gets up and dances. "I sunk your battleship!"
"I hate you."
"Hey, Quinta. Don't hate the player. Hate the game."
"But London," I whine, "I like the game. And I want to hate you right now." I start laughing. "But I can't do that if your dancing like that.
We all finish. I beat London. Kyle wins. London's dad wins.
We all head home.
Authors note:
They booked the venue! Don't forget to vote, comment, and follow. There will be a follow back.
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