"An alien!"
"A creature from some bad B-flick!"
The guesses kept flying through out the apartment loft at nearly the same speed in which the beer and other alcohol was circling. Sam shakes his head violently to each response given as he continues to trace over the lines on the parchment, unable to think of ways to improve the picture and help his team out.
"Ten seconds left!" The appointed time and score keeper announces from the corner of the room stop watch firmly in hand. Ruby watches as Sam grows more and more frustrated that he wasn't able to connect and belong as he so desperertly craved.
"And time!"
"Shit!" Sam yells as the red marker flies out from his hand to the wall right next to a framed work of art on display.
"Better luck next time there Sam." One of his teammates say holding back a chuckle over the pure silliness presented over a simple game. Ruby leans over and rubs Sam shoulder as he sits down beside her still pouting and fuming that he failed to get his team a point.
"Hey Sam what was that suppose to be?" The score keeper asks after the opposing side opted not to give a guess to steal the point.
"It was a flamingo."
"What?!"
"That was a flamingo?"
"Are you sure you read the card correctly?" The remarks kept on coming with laughter over Sam and his drawings, as he just ignored them leaning into Ruby who kept caressing his shoulder with a smile he couldn't see.
"They don't have flamingos in 2470 do they?" She whispers into his ear.
"How did you ever guess?"