"I'm not fighting," Albus said. "I said we were doing our own thing. Which hers is being bitter and mine is here. But you should text, her reaction would definitely be worth dying over. You should have seen her face when my cousin was texting me and she thought I was lying, just saying it was my cousin so I told her she was right, it was really her mum thanking me for last night." Albus laughed. "The bruise still hasn't went away." A sigh followed.
"I didn't have a choice but to babysit them. My mate's wife went into labor and he couldn't get a hold of anyone. If I didn't take the kids then he would have missed out on the birth. But one night with three kids, especially waking up and seeing that me putting the two girls in the bedroom so me and the little brother could have the sofa bed was in vain. I was half way on the floor and all three were in the bloody bed. Probably shouldn't have told them there was a monster under my bed... Kids are stupid, I wouldn't have gotten up after someone told me that. But it was a learning experience. Never having kids. The only baby I have is my dog and it's not illegal when she gets on my nerves to put her arse outside."
He stood back, allowing Scorpius to rack the balls together. "You know you made your first mistake, I'm going to kill you before you even get a chance to shoot." He remarked in a cocky tone. Was Albus good at pool? Yes. He was. He SHOULD be, he played it so much he plays it in his sleep. Was he the best? Only in his mind.
A slow smile touched Albus on his face as he listened to Scor's recounting of what his online experience had been or... intimate experience anyway.
"It's the best thing about internet porn." Albus remarked. "You have these girls willing to do anything because they're trollops. I mean you owning a webcam is more fun but just post a picture, find out what they like, say you like it too. You'll have them eating out of the palm of your hand and they'll do anything you want and the glory of it? You never have to meet them or take them home. But if you want more private experiences. TONS of sites that offer home videos of porn. Some are pretty hilarious to where it gets to the point where you watch them for the title. One I watched was called Dick slap. I started watching it and it was nothing special and I kept watching it to see why it was called that. Then at the end," Albus paused to laugh. "Whack! Got slapped right in the face with it as promised. Honestly, if I didn't have a job, no one would see me. It also helps you to get laid. If you get a girlfriend and she's staying the night and not um... entertaining you. Put it on the porn and say you'll find other means. It'll make you a very happy man."
Albus moved, positioning the ball where he wanted it for the first shot. He bent over, stick in hand and... scratch.
"...Isn't that some shite?" Albus said, coming to stand again. "Look at that. You make me think of a young, innocent girl being stuck with your arse and it makes me so emotional, I miss my shot." He laughed, moving out of the way for Scorpius to take over, since he did scratch. But that was okay, plenty of time to catch up and beat his arse.
"Seriously though. Getting a girlfriend is one thing. Looking for a wife is something else all in itself. I always thought that way of thinking was ignorant. You know what I would do." Albus said, resting against the stick.
"I would carefully, as to not draw attention to myself, start taking out money little by little. What you get paid, what is actually yours to spend. The money you have on your now that solely belongs to you. Put it in an account that has nothing to do with your parents. Set yourself up real nice. Then when they start pressuring you say fuck it. They threaten to disinherit you? Fuck it. You're already set up and secure. I mean I don't honestly think your parents are as... bad as a lot of people would assume they are. Sure they might get mad, talk about disowning and disinheriting but the fact of the matter is, you're their son and maybe they could keep up the charade for a couple of weeks or moths. But then they'll realize you're not taking their shite, you're their son and they'll want to work something out."