[Josh is lounging on his bed, twirling a basketball on his fingers as he watches the NBA playoffs. Since his team is out, he's taken to cheering for the Mavericks... just to piss off his roommate. The Mavs have taken a lead over Julian's favorite, the Lakers, and Josh is gloating about it.]
Looks like your boys are no match for the Mavs. [Now there's a smirk. A very gloaty smirk.]
this goes against my very nature, but I had to, for the sake of their constant squabbling
Looks like your boys are no match for the Mavs. [Now there's a smirk. A very gloaty smirk.]