At the Millers, everyone was in their rooms, the parents were just catching up as it was the norm, giving each other a summary of how their busy day had been. The kids. Grumpy mad king Lucas was enjoying the game alone...hardly enjoying since he kept losing with no one to talk to. His friends didn't come back begging to be friends with him as he thought earlier. No. Apparently, they moved on swiftly as though he was that handbrake holding them back on a cliff of prosperity. Terrible joke. I know but you get it right? It was no longer a secret that Lucas, like most of us (bitter pill to swallow but you might not know this unless you ask and be ready for the truth) and maybe our friends are toxic people, narcissistic guy who was so hands-on when protecting his comfort. He cared more about be
