A loud night at the bar and a couple of bets had led you up to this moment. Holding a long stick across a pool table, eyeing the lineup for your next shot. A couple of other people playing held their sticks with focused expressions and smiles. Keegan however, was only focused on you; not the game.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around your waist and another slid down your arm to hold your hand. Guiding it so the stick was better aimed at the blue orb in the middle "Let me help you kid" Keegan said.