Candii, who I adore, used to let me win when she thought I was into that. Now she doesn’t hold back and I haven’t won a game in weeks. She’s nice about it, though sometimes I wish I knew how to be better. I told Roxxii that strip clubs have the densest population of superfluous vowels in the country. She just withered and walked away, but Candii laughed and told me she needed two eyes to see. I didn’t laugh until later. I told her the next time I saw her and she smiled her winning at pool smile.
Nic Addenbrooke is a freelance writer, editor, content creator, radio broadcaster, part-time poet and sometimes artist. Nic has been coming to terms with existence for years. He currently lives and works in Brisbane where he struggles to turn the cacophony of voices in his head into things of substance. It doesn’t always work but occasionally produces a nice veneer of sanity.