bixing glances over the cards for like. maybe a second too long. like he's seeing something he's not supposed to, maybe? and then he reaches and pulls one out with lightning precision! it's a nine. ]
A dare, huh? Hmmm. And no softballs.
[ he taps the card very thoughtfully against his mouth. ]
no subject
bixing glances over the cards for like. maybe a second too long. like he's seeing something he's not supposed to, maybe? and then he reaches and pulls one out with lightning precision! it's a nine. ]
A dare, huh? Hmmm. And no softballs.
[ he taps the card very thoughtfully against his mouth. ]
What to do, what to do...