Quincy Tanner-Brook
When Lucas got his first basket, Quincy happily gave him a high five. He scored a second shot and Quincy could feel how happy his brother was. He liked making Lucas this happy. He wondered if Chel made him this happy...
"In some games I've watched, the guys have had to try and score from around here. Some miss, but some get it in. I can't remember if jumping is involved to help level it a bit, but can you do it? and maybe show me?" Lucas asked. Quincy beamed as he easily stole the ball from Lucas. He stood at the free throw line and dribbled the ball. "Here, if you get the ball in, you can get three points vs the usual two. Usually, to get the ball in, you don't jump, but just give yourself a little lift." Quincy instructed as he did suck, getting the ball right in the hoop, the muscles in his arms flexing ever so slightly. "The only ways for this to happen is when you either get a free shot 'cause the other team fucked up and fouled or you successfully shoot it during the game."
He grabbed the ball and tossed it to Lucas. "Here. You try~" Quincy said happily.