"Ringo."
He happily claps his hands together, sitting by me.
"Don't worry, we won't lose as long as I've got these." He shows off his rings.
"Your rings?"
"My lucky rings. Trust me, I've won many games due to these...when John's not cheating."
"He promised not to."
"You never know with him. But I'm going to believe that there's luck in these rings, and you're going to make it even stronger!"
"Let's hope so!"
He quickly goes over the rules, telling me what to do every so often. Eventually, I got the hang of it, to the point where Ringo and I were in the lead.
By the end of the game, we had won. Ringo had a rare mischievous and partly evil grin on his face.
"He's wearing his lucky rings..." George laughed.
"It won't buy you happiness, my son." John mentioned.
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Ain't She Sweet
FanfictionYou've been friends with Brian Epstein for years, but you can't believe your luck when he lets you come along on a tour of America for your favorite band, the Beatles. This already sounds like heaven, but what happens when they all develop a crush o...
