brings a deck of cards and (gently) slams it on the table. ' let's play poker. half of my belongings are still yours. i'd like them back. no cheating this time. '
clink ! she lights the cigarette held between red-stained lips, her eyes drifts from the deck of cards to meet his, exhales the smoke. ❛ ..oh ? ❜ so spike did end up ratting her out she’d been quite curious about that. ❛ fine. you can try, ❜ she starts; sitting up from her slouched position to pick up the cards, fingers effortlessly shuffling them. ❛ but what will i get ? ❜










