Six Like the Number
I tell Jameson and he fixes the cups.
Axle goes first and hits the front cup again. “Ball out,” I say and then aim at the cup and sink it.
Cam claps his hand together once and shouts, “Fuck yes!” I look up at Axle and he’s smiling at me. I look back to the table. If they both miss, we win but that’s pretty unlikely considering they have 4 targets.
They both make it, so they’re down to 3 cups. Axle goes first and hits the cup. Alright, if I make this we win. I take a deep breath and concentrate.