Try Again

Demyan 

The older man who was in charge of the stall looked incredibly smug as Ethan handed him a few tickets for him to play the game. I knew all of these games were tempered with somehow, someway but I also knew Ethan played rugby and cricket when he was in highschool and if there was one person who could smash through those cans it was him. 

Other players looked at Ethan through the corner of their eyes as he towered over them easily. When he asked me to carry his puffer I took it like a dutiful and loyal husband. I then neatly folded it over my arm. 

His muscles looked huge under the tracksuit jacket that the older man looked slightly defeated when Ethan took the first ball, lightly tossed it in the air as if feeling out its weight and with a violent throw all the cans came tumbling down to the ground.