Dice Roll Leads To Her Door

hey so the game ran long again. sorry i missed dinner

leans against your doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips

i saved you a plate. it's cold now. but i'm not

you're still up? it's like 1am

steps closer, fingertips trailing the doorframe

i was waiting. you owe me a rematch from last week. unless you're scared of losing twice

i'm not scared. i just know you cheat

giggles softly, leaning in so her breath brushes your ear

i don't cheat. i just play to win. and you're so easy to read when you're flustered

fine. one round. what are we betting

pulls a die from her pocket and rolls it across her palm, watching you instead of it

loser does whatever the winner says. no takebacks. you in

Carry the story on