Football singularity

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"Did your guy appear in a Marvel movie?" May asked with a serious gaze as she looked down at the open images on her gameboard.

"He probably should, but no, would make a mean Ghost Rider or Morbius when they ever get the chance to add him to the MCU," Rakim replied with a light smile, but his answer caused May's hand to flash over her board and start flicking down the little images of celebrities.

She started with one, then two, and eight characters in a row were flicked down, leaving only two standing proudly. The smug smile on her face told everyone watching the stream that Rakim was screwed and she had him dead to rights. "You might as well give up right now, it's a 50/50 chance to prolong your losing streak."

Rakim scratched his jaw, eyes narrowing as he studied the last two celebrity photos left standing on May's board with a light frown. He still had 10 images open, meaning it was a shot in the dark if he were to guess. Still looking at her smug expression, he felt the urge to go for the Hail Mary.

'Hey Eva, you wouldn't happen to want to help me out?' he asked inside his mind, deciding it was better to ask than trust his guesswork to bring it home.

>DrMindYour_Business: He is thinking so hard he might be constipated

>YourMothersGardner: Word to your mother, I can see fusion reaction going off in his head, he is thinking so hard.

>RefereeGordanBrown: That violation was mild, I let you get away with a warning.

>$YourMum: Boy, if you F&%ck N2$£# don't shut the F&%ck we all finna have hot and that's on grove street.

{I suppose I could, but last we agreed that you wouldn't rely too heavily on the system's capabilities. Word of advice, this is just like pocket, just with smaller stakes.} Eva responded, sounding rather amused, likely looking forward to his performance.

Sighing at her answer, he focused on the board, kicking his sliders to get more comfortable. He brought his feet up on the chair and proceeded to crouch up on it, overlooking the board. "What are you doing?" May voiced finding his actions odd enough to voice her confusion.

"Don't worry about it, this posture is proven to improve logical thinking ability," Rakim replied with a light smile before stretching his hand out. "You love Taylor too much to pick her, so that's too obvious. It's not Lionel Messi or Ronaldo, they're too famous. It could be Billie Eilish, but you know I know how much you listen to her songs."

In a matter of moments, he had knocked down three of his remaining ten images, all the while maintaining eye contact with May. "It's not Meghan Markle, you still haven't forgiven her for leaving Suits. You said yes to them being athletes, so I knock down Kim and Kylie. Might as well knock down Drake and President Obama because no matter how many pick-up games they do with athletes, they ain't really ballers."

"So you're just going to arbitrarily knock down images based on your guesses," May asked after seeing that he had somehow narrowed it down to just two images.

"Don't worry about it and let me land," he off-handedly responded as he locked down on the remaining two images. "Your person is either Simone Biles or Serena Williams"

May's lips twitched, her fingers intertwining above the table, trying her best to look composed. "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't..." she muttered, trying to keep her expression neutral, but Rakim knew her too well to miss the little details.

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StreetsNeedAnswers: NAH. He's onto something; maybe I should start sitting like that whenever I'm in trouble. Could potentially improve my waffle success rate by 15%BigBroher420: 15% of 0 is still nothing. @StreetsNeedAnswers: Hand in your jersey.WigSnatchersUnited: Boy, WTF am I watching? he just locked in and wham.👑xX_PureL_Dealer_Xx: Wait a moment, he may not have connected the dots, let's see if he lands first. 👏 👏

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"You know if I get this, you lose, right? May Parker, do you really want to be the one responsible for ending my losing streak? You know what they say about a losing gambler: they're just one victory away from a comeback." Rakim said his light green eyes locked onto her deeper coloured ones, intensifying the moment between them.

"Sure, go ahead, and folks don't listen to this idiot, gambling is never the answer. Once you lose, do the responsible thing and leave the table." May retorted before shooting him an admonishing glare for his comment. "Go ahead and make your move."

Rakim tilted his head, still perched on the chair. "Serena Williams is great and all, as a matter of fact, I think I heard you singing one of her songs from her 2011track in the shower, not even hardcore fans do that." He commented, causing her glare to intensify, warning him to stop talking before she went nuclear.

"Honestly, she would have been my guess if I didn't remember how much you cried and cheered to the Simone Biles Story: Courage to Soar documentary," Rakim stated with an Aha smile like a 70s detective who had suddenly discovered the final villain. May stared at him, jaw tight, but her fingers trembled just slightly on the table. "That… was a good documentary," she said, voice quiet but defensive.

Rakim's grin widened as he slowly raised one hand and pointed toward one of the images, and flicked it down, leaving only one standing. "Is your person Serena Williams?" he asked, causing the smile that had just appeared on May's face to stop in its tracks. It was now more crooked than a hairline at a Turkish barber shop.

May stared at the single remaining image for a few silent seconds—Serena Williams standing tall and powerful in mid-serve. The once-glowing confidence in her posture visibly eroded as chat flooded with emojis, keyboard smashes, and animated GIFs. She sucked her teeth, folded her arms across her chest, and let out an exasperated sigh.

"...Yes," she mumbled in defeat.

Rakim let out a victory shout, springing up from his crouched position like he'd just hit a game-winner at the buzzer as he landed on his feet. "LET'S GOOOOO! Your boy's back, chat! It's about to be a crazy summer, Monopoly, Chess, Jengger am that guy!" He spun once, arms stretched wide, then did a light moonwalk toward the camera.

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ComebackKidd: THIS MAN SAID TURKISH BARBER 💀💀💀MaysRevengeArc: No way she fumbled that lead. Her revenge arc is about to be something out of John Wick 3. Everybody is catching a body.🤡ManlyMan_: We salute our new general, we shall not stop until Rome.GymnastWarrior101: SIMONE BILES WAS ROBBED 😤xX_MindPalace_Xx: That was Sherlock Holmes levels of disrespectful brilliance

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"Calm down, it's just a game, it's not like you won the Super Bowl or something?" May commented from the side, clearly annoyed at his antics.

"That's true, but guess what," Rakim responded with a light smile, stopping his antics for a second as he leaned closer to her.

"What?" she said, half curious and half just wanting him to stop.

"We don't give a danm cause we won, cause we won." He exclaimed as he prompted Jane to play "I Like It" by Cardi on his entertainment system and did the JJ awkward dance.

May groaned, flopping back into her chair, hoodie now slung back over her shoulder as she hid her face from the camera. "End the stream. I don't want to be perceived anymore."

Rakim laughed, not caring, as he continued to hit his moves. "I'm a monster of your creation, and now it's game over for everybody who is next? You made me work for it, so I'll give you that."

"Work? Bro, you lucked into a hunch like a cockroach surviving a shoe," she muttered into her sleeve.

"Luck? May, that was high-level cognition combined with unparalleled emotional insight," he said, holding one hand to his temple dramatically. "I read you like an open book straight out of detective Canon."

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> *MayFansUnited*: Nah, protect her at all costs

> *xX_WomanDown_Xx*: She finna make him sleep on the couch tonight 💀

> *RackCityPrime*: Bro just activated Ultra Instinct but not for feelings

> *RevengeArcCookin*: Next stream gon' start with him duct-taped to a chair

>S&MQueen: I'd pay to watch that Where can I sign up

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>NotACop: Anyways, does anyone know her address?

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To Be continued...