~CARTER~
I threw the ball into the hoop, and Apollo groans. "f**k you!"
I chuckle. "Don't be such a sour p***y because you lost."
He chuckles as he grabs the ball and aims it at me, pausing for a moment as if a thought has just crossed his mind.
"Do you mind telling me what's been bothering you?" he asks. "I've noticed some changes in you lately. You're not as wild as you used to be."
Wild? Changes?
What the f**k was he going off about?
"Changes?" I raise an eyebrow. "I'm the same person I've always been since I learned how to talk, brother. Nothing has changed. I don’t know what you are speaking about.”
I'm not sure what he's talking about, but he must be mistaken.
He sighs, looking serious. "I mean it. Alaric pointed it out, and I've been noticing your strange behavior ever
