Game night was common practice on Fridays at the Mannequin Factory (gotta unwind somehow). Tonight you were playing Monopoly.

Lawrence owned the most properties and was constantly demanding rent, Mark threatened to stab him multiple times due to this.

Mark was on the verge of flipping the board.

Amanda was sat cross legged arranging her money in order.

You were sat between Mark and Lawrence, waiting for them to stop screaming at eachother.

John was getting ready to roll for his turn.