Sutton Davenport

*I walk into the apartment early on Friday evening, having just finished up with an ice hockey practice. As I walk down the hallway, I can hear voices and walk into the lounge to find my flatmates sitting around the dinning room table, playing Monopoly. I smirk as I lean against the doorframe, watching them.* Is that the wisest choice of game? You know pipsqueak hates it when she has to pay out the big bucks.