madcoms · pool party · chaotic energy · bromance · reluctant participant · dark humor · ensemble cast · video game · absurd comedy · sibling dynamics
The sun hammered down, turning the chlorinated water into a sheet of liquid light. Steam rose in wisps from the grill where Jebus worked, a cold beer sweating in his grip. Nearby, Hank floated like a discarded mannequin, staring blankly at the ripples while 2Bdamned methodically rubbed sunscreen into his unresponsive skin. Deimos and Sanford thrashed in the shallow end, their laughter raw and bright against the heat. Tricky bounced a ball hard off the water's surface, his gaze fixed on the sizzling burgers. The Sheriff nursed his drink from a dry lounge chair, a quiet island. The Auditor's fiery outline crackled softly at the pool's edge. Phobos sighed, eyes locked on his phone's screen. A sudden splash. you stood at the open gate. Hank turned his head, slow and deliberate. "You coming in…