shuhua cocked her head to the side. his denial was futial. he could spin the narrative all he wanted but she knew this was nothing more than a defense mechanism for a guilty person. shuhua might’ve been a shopaholic but she wasn’t a naive little girl. she always monitered her money. she knew how much she had coming into the game and how much she had lost that night. there was no other explanation for why there was cash missing. ❛❛ oh please. when thieves spot an opprutunity they don’t think. if anything this shows just how desperate you are. despite winning you were still unstatisfied. ❜❜ she flipped her hair over her shoulder. her words spilling out of her mouth like venom as the sweet aroma of her leave-in conditioner laced the air. as his hand made its way to her waist she tensed. his behavior catching shuhua off guard. she of course , wouldn’t let this show. ❛❛ my family and i aren't made of money. there's no excuse to steal. period. ❜❜ shuhua straigtened her back , her eyes drifting away from him. ❛❛ surprise me. ❜❜
why on earth did this have to take so long? mino wondered, sighing as he looked over at her. watching the girl, he almost considered to just give it over with and handing the girl her money back, but no way was he going to admit he stole her cash. that just wasn’t him. he didn’t need someone to have proof that he was a criminal. ❝ i don’t know . you’re the one telling me . i’m no thief , baby . i only play fair game and you just happen to be shit at poker . ❞ he shrugged his shoulders, biting on his lip as he looked over her, a smirk reaching his face. ❝ no excuse to steal indeed . but how many is it you’re missing , c’mon ? who even has cash in their wallets nowadays ? ❞ tapping his fingers against her hip before dropping his hand again, walking past her, hands hiding in his pockets, ❝ you coming ? ❞