“You telegraph,” she said softly. “Every time.”
Clack. The bell rang.
As she walked out into the cool night, the neon sign buzzed above her. Inside, the table sat quiet, waiting for the next player brave enough to challenge the queen of cheap ice and plastic sticks. -Mofos- Veronica Church - Table Hockey Hijinks
She tapped a polished nail on the center line. “I wash your truck. In a bikini. On Main Street.” “You telegraph,” she said softly
“You telegraph,” she said softly. “Every time.”
Clack. The bell rang.
As she walked out into the cool night, the neon sign buzzed above her. Inside, the table sat quiet, waiting for the next player brave enough to challenge the queen of cheap ice and plastic sticks.
She tapped a polished nail on the center line. “I wash your truck. In a bikini. On Main Street.”