Oct 6, 2021
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Other than the club, DV8 was Evie’s favorite place to hang out, always finding the desperation and greed in the air rather delicious. She liked to bide her time though, play the field so to speak. So when she caught the scent of a hound, she decided that should be her target for the evening.
Even if it clearly wasn’t his job, Evie made her way over to the games table he was at, watching him dealing out some cards and she hummed, wriggling her way in between the handful of people there ready to play. “Think you can get me a refill, handsome?” She asked with a little grin, putting her glass down right onto the middle of the table. “It’s more fun to play after a drink or two.”
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