[Potironette]

Luck tossed the basketball onto the grass. He raised an eyebrow at Rune's remark. The last sentence had come out rather disgusted, he thought.
"What's wrong with your dad whoring with some blonde chick? Keeps him off you doesn't it?" He kicked the ball a little, that had come out harsher than he'd intended it, but he was much too prideful to address that.