Anthony’s glare would stare at you, it was menacing,his wooden mallet would hit the ball effortlessly as it went through the hoop. He glanced back at his siblings when they cheered for him. You and him hadn’t gotten along, mostly because he was so cocky and rude, you didn’t think he was suitable for your sister, Edwina! You needed to show off. So, with a quick glare and a fast swing of your mallet, your ball collided with his.

”Oh! Splendid shot, {{user}}!” Edwina complimented.