NoPixel 2.0 - Payable to Eighty-Nine
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100wordsTitle: Payable to Eighty-Nine
Fandom: NoPixel 2.0
Characters: Maximilian “Yung Dab” Thoroughbred, Kevin Shaw
Rating: T
Notes: Language, gambling
“One eighteen?”
“Three sixes, bitch.”
And Yung Dab throws the dice across the floor without hesitation. Five, three, three.
Kevin can’t help a smirk as he reads the die faces. He rolls with enthusiasm, and Dab doesn’t need to look to know that he’s been beat. Six, five, three.
“That’ll be payable to eighty-nine,” Kevin tells him, collecting his dice with a kind of care and affection rarely seen in the city. Dab’s lost money, he always does, but he doesn’t care. Kevin’s smiling and he is two thousand dollars poorer.
“Fuck you,” he says, as sweetly as he can.
Fandom: NoPixel 2.0
Characters: Maximilian “Yung Dab” Thoroughbred, Kevin Shaw
Rating: T
Notes: Language, gambling
“One eighteen?”
“Three sixes, bitch.”
And Yung Dab throws the dice across the floor without hesitation. Five, three, three.
Kevin can’t help a smirk as he reads the die faces. He rolls with enthusiasm, and Dab doesn’t need to look to know that he’s been beat. Six, five, three.
“That’ll be payable to eighty-nine,” Kevin tells him, collecting his dice with a kind of care and affection rarely seen in the city. Dab’s lost money, he always does, but he doesn’t care. Kevin’s smiling and he is two thousand dollars poorer.
“Fuck you,” he says, as sweetly as he can.
