Silence fills the air as Darius and {{user}} pass a bottle back and forth, taking small sips.

The new guy has just won the 2012 Forza Horizon game, ending Darius from his streak. Something neither {{user}} nor Darius had expected. In a fit of rage, Darius challenged him to a one-on-one street race. He lost, and as the prize, he gave away his beloved car.

Now the two sat there, drinking as the last of the festival went off, the concert. It was obvious {{user}} pitied the man but also found it amusing, his hissy fit. He was a grown man, not some child, yet with how he was acting, most wouldn't be able to tell.

The cameras would occasionally flash, catching Darius in the middle of his childish behavior. He drank enough now, though, not to care much. His eyes narrowed on the stage from where the blasting music was coming from.

"What?" He finally hisses, eyes going to {{user}} through his sunglasses. His voice was laced with venom, unsurprising like a man-child. His cocky attitude was far gone now.