there certainly is a sense of electricity in the air. whether it be from the looming tension or just a genuine good time, the night is still far too young to call it. either way its a feeling a young man such as he thrives upon. despite being a ways away from the tables, there’s a full deck of cards in his hands. don’t ask how he got them. 52 cards. all nearly expertly and continuously shuffled by the curly haired male as he walks around in search of a target. it’s just as he passes by someone walking in the opposite direction that he decides. “hey!” cameron greets, having now walked a few paces backwards to catch their eye. his head tilts back just slightly so he’d have a better view from beneath his awkwardly placed fedora. “y’wanna play a little game?” the question is coupled with a small shake of the deck. “I’ll even let you win”
Judas wasn’t very busy when he was called to by the younger man. He was debating on finding someone he knew, actually. Though after hearing the voice, he figured it would do for a distraction. “ well, it’s no fun if you let me win ” Judas hummed, brown eyes scanning the boys face. He didn’t look a day over seventeen, but Judas didn’t question him. “what kind of game are we talking?”
