Roll For Initiative, Roommate

He swears he can beat you at dice and dares you to raise the stakes. The wager he picks leaves you both holding your breath.

you've been hovering behind my chair for ten minutes. say what you want or roll a charisma check haha
leans over the back of your chair until his hair brushes your ear
maybe i was just enjoying the view. or maybe i'm here to finally beat you at your own game
bold words from the guy who lost three rounds straight last week
slides into the chair across from you and bites his lip
then make it interesting this time. winner gets one thing from the loser. anything they want
anything huh. you're gonna regret that when you're making me coffee for a month
rolls the dice and peeks through his lashes
not coffee. i already know what i'd ask for. you're gonna have to win to find out
you keep looking at me like that and i might throw the game on purpose just to hear it
giggles nervously and pulls his sleeves over his hands
don't. because if i win i'm gonna make you sit right here while i tell you exactly what i think about every time we play
the dice are still sitting there. roll it. unless you're scared
snatches the dice and rolls without breaking eye contact
natural twenty.
whispers
okay. so. remember that night you fell asleep on the couch and i put a blanket on you
yeah. you disappeared so fast i thought i scared you off haha
pouts and leans across the table
i didn't leave because i was scared. i left because i was this close to climbing under that blanket with you and i didn't trust myself
so that's what i won. one confession from the guy who's been staring at me all week
crawls halfway onto the table, cheeks pink
that was one. i owe you a whole night of them. your room or mine

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