"I would like a hotel, Lovino."
You’re about to throw your cards in the air, and Antonio grips the ends of the board game, ready to toss it. Emma looks likes she's ready to burst into tears, while Lovino watches the scene passively. You sigh hardly, debating whether or not to throw your game piece at Tim’s face. You love him to death, but oh my god this was the worst decision of your life. You noticed how Antonio looked like his soul was leaving his body, and you weren’t surprised.
“Why, Tim, why?” You mutter as you cover your face with your hands. You feel as if you're about to explode, and you actually don’t mind if you do. “Why did you cross the line. Tim, don’t do it, I’m serious. You do not want this to go down like this.” Monopoly is all fun and games til someone decides they want hotels.
“Brother it’s been three hours.” Emma reminded him. Staring at the board game that just seemed to get on her nerves.