“We play every Saturday. Always. I’m not going to tell you again. Friday night is too exhausting, after a work week, and Sunday is a religious day.” Keke leaned back on the leather passenger seat, reaching for another beer.

“Religious!” Sonny couldn’t contain his laughter. “I know for a fact that none of you go to church.”

“This is our religion.” Said Mason semi-seriously, taking the key out of the ignition. “We worship at the altar of dungeons and demi-gods. We are the priests of role-playing games and the keepers of multisided die. Read More