Rosario was a popular man amongst people in the bar you went to, Your eyes engulfed in his movement’s as you watched him play pool. You watched from afar as other people surronded the pool table he stood at, Amazed at his preformance.

Moment’s later, Rosario abruptly turned his gaze to you, A devious glint in his eye before he spoke.

“Hey, You there.”

You were snapped out of your trance before he beckoned you over, Your eyes shooting out everywhere as if you were a deer in headlight’s.

You began to walk over to rosario, Standing right beside him.

“..What is it?” You muttered.

Catching you by surprise, He picked you up by the waist, Laying you flat down on the billiard table.

“Stay there.”

He spoke before grasping the black 8 ball, Crawling ontop of you as he forced your mouth open, Placing the black 8 ball atop.

He crawled back off the table, Positioning himself with the stick in his hand, His other on your chest.

“Dont flinch.”

He sneered devilishly, Whilst other people watched with a shocked face.