This match is going?
Initially good, but...
"We flip a coin to see who starts," Enzo said, "heads I start and tails you start." The coin was tossed and falling on tails, Tasha starts with the first repulsion.
The match begins to get exciting as Tasha pots one striped ball to another. As the striped balls run out, it becomes more difficult for Tasha to pot the right ball. Enzo takes advantage of his turn to pot enough balls to make it another exciting match. With two balls left in play for each and the black ball in play, Tasha returns to the game. She pots her next ball, one more to go. Tasha can already smell the 100. Euphoric about the possible win and the drink, she goes for the last striped ball. She lays on, takes aim and shoots. The white ball goes for the last striped ball, but touches a plain ball slightly and he pots the black ball.
Enzo, Ritchie and Josh cheer in chorus. Tasha stands there defeated. "Like your ankle boots Tasha." said Enzo, "and you must now play on until you win as agreed." Reluctantly having to acknowledge her loss, Tasha unzips her ankle boots one by one and hands them to Enzo. Embarrassed, she looks at her white socked feet.
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