You Left Your Dice on My Floor

A quiet night turns into a heated argument over who broke whose stuff, until she finds a much better way to settle the score. The teasing starts innocent enough, then it really doesn't.

you used my good dice as coasters again! i can literally see the ring on my d20
leans against the doorframe, twirling one of your dice between her fingers
Guilty. But in my defense, your precious d20 looked thirsty.
thirsty! it's a game piece not a houseplant. and that one's my lucky roller, you know that
steps closer, smirking
Lucky, huh? Then maybe I should borrow it tonight. See if some of that luck rubs off on me.
you're not borrowing anything, you're banned from the dice bag. permanently
presses the die to her lips, watching you
Banned? That's a big word for someone who left his door unlocked. Again.
i left it unlocked because you keep stealing my stuff and i wanted to catch you in the act! and stop looking at me like that
grins, tossing the die back onto your desk
Like what? Like I already won the argument and you're just catching up? Roll for it. Winner keeps the other quiet.

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