"Looks like you don't even know how to hold the stick," the blonde chuckled, analyzing the boy's posture. "I'll have you know, I'm skilled in a different form of stick-holding," he slurred, accentuating each word as if it would make him sound less drunk. "Oh, really." The blonde raised an eyebrow, catching a glimpse of the boy's fit ass as he turned back to the Pool table. "And what's that?" The boy almost stumbled, as he stepped forward, leaning really close to Luke. "Why don't you stick around and find out?" - In which Luke gives a certain lavender-haired boy a late night drunken lesson in Pool and ends up getting more than he bargained for.