Who: Kevin and Myron When: Saturday night Where: The casino What: Bumping into one another, accidentally on purpose Rating: TBD; high maybe?
As far as betting went, Kevin wasn't much of a gambler. The idea of putting his hard-earned money on something that wasn't a sure win kind of scared him, especially when there wasn't much to lose in the first place. He cast an eye over the room; it smelled like sweet smoke and firewhisky, and he knew there were people in here just like him - those who always wanted something more. The only difference was that he wasn't brave enough yet to give up what he already had.
He sighed, and finally bought a handful of chips before joining the crowd away from the edges of the room, tilting his head this way and that until he felt something pop. The chips dug a little into the palm of his hand, while the other held onto a glass of gin and tonic that he was already halfway through.
He wasn't just looking over the card tables for games to play - but for the all too familiar face of Myron Wagtail.
Maybe it was risky, just showing up after a casual invitation. Who was to say that Wagtail was even serious? But like with most things in his life, Kevin was motivated by two things: his libido, and the possibility of a good story or two. Who knew what kind of things Wagtail would spill when under the influence - to not show up would be shooting himself in the foot.