Chapter 58

"Last game," Lucas panted, his fingers already curled around the handles, ready to spin the rods and guide his plastic players across the field.

"You're on," Ava replied, her expression one of fierce determination as she took her position at the opposite end of the table.

The ensuing match was a whirlwind of spinning rods, ricocheting balls, and raucous cheers from the sidelines, as Diego and Lily alternated between offering strategic counsel and rooting for their respective teammates. Lucas gritted his teeth, his brow furrowed in concentration as he maneuvered his players with deft precision, determined to avenge his earlier defeat.

"Come on, Lucas! You've got this!" Diego shouted, his voice cutting through the cacophony of clattering rods and ringing bells.

Ava, however, was a tough person to beat, her reflexes lightning-quick and her tactics cunning. She unleashed a flurry of shots, each one finding its mark with u