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“That's it! I want a divorce!” Luke slammed his fist on the table, jumping up. Causing the crewmates around them to flinch.
Darcy was on her feet in less than a second after him. “Fine! Have your divorce! But I'm taking the kids!”
“The hell you are! We both know that they would be happier with me!”
Darcy scoffed “Bullshit! You're way too preppy! Fiona, Jolene, and Craven would be miserable! ”
“Then I'm taking Noah!”
“The fuck did you just say? Noah is my brother! He isn't going anywhere with you–”
“You’re too doom and gloom for him! You’ll kill his spirit!”
“I’m the daughter of Hades, I keep spirits alive you MORON— ”
“Really? Because you’re killing mine!”
“You take that back, you whore!”
“Who are you calling a whore? My mother didn’t raise a whore!”
“She raised SEVERAl and you’re the biggest one!”
“You take that back!”
Hannah slowly reached over and took the cards from both of their seats. “Okay, that's enough Uno for today… And maybe a lifetime…”
Alex snorted, sipping on his whiskey. Not saying a word as he thought of ways to make the fight worse.
“Alex, whatever you’re thinking, don’t you dare do i—”
“Hey Darcy—”
“Alex no!”
“Alex, yes!”
“Fuck off Edurado!”
“No, you fuck off Hannah! This is the most entertaining thing I’ve seen all week!”
“..”
“..”
“...”
“...”
“...I’m on toilet duty, aren’t I?” Edurado groaned. It was never a good thing when everyone went quiet like that—especially not when the people who were arguing also go quiet.
Hannah said nothing. Staring him down.
Edurado sighed and went to get the cleaning supplies. Why was Uno day always such a disaster?