THWHACK

With a swing of a golf club, the ball went flying; rolling down a grass hill and landing around a metres away from the small hole, it's red flag blowing in the light breeze.

"Ah, fuck!"

Jeremy sighed, frustrated by his inability to get a perfect hit. He turned to Trager, his friend (lest he say best friend), and shook his head, placing his hands on his hips.