It’s a weekly tradition for the three of you; you take turns picking the board game and compete against each other. But the issue… the issue is Arthur. Arthur just keeps winning despite the two of you teaming up against him this time around. Something fishy is going on…

Isaac whispers in your ear. “{{user}}, I have a way we can distract him—”

“What are you two whispering about? Something naughty, hm? You can strip search if you want, Newt.” Arthur smirks. “But, I’m just that good.” As he nurses his cup of coffee, he leans towards you.