[b]Abisu[/b]

Abisu stood to one side after swilling the last beer while Harper and Helmut celebrated. He held one of the balls up to his face, squinting at it. "I think these balls might be... too round." He said thoughtfully to himself. "Also, it might be losing... but I feel like something's gonna happen. Like. Not good. Like it's gonna rain or a celebrity's going to die or something." He said, as though he were seeing something in the face of the pingpong ball.