Lady Luck

The dealer blinks, ante is in, and deals the hold across the green. Hoodie, face tattoo, triple XL, shades, Bryan than repeat. Simultaneously everyone looks at there cards than Bryan. A ten and his jack of clubs, not a bad hold. Fact tattoo scales his chips, counting. Hoodie checks. Face tattoo pauses, recounts, and checks. Triple XL checks. Shades looks back down at his hold, sniffs, and checks. Five for five.

The dealer blinks and deals the flop. Seconds felt like hours, so much on the line. Queen of clubs, Ace of hearts, King of clubs. Shades sniffs and shuffles his hold. Face tattoo back to scaling his chips. Hoodie checked. Face tattoo checked. Triple XL struck first.

“Ten k.”

Shades sniffed to this, “Call.”

This is your time kid. “All in,” Bryan said pushing seventy-two thousand into the pot. Sniff. Hoodie pauses and tosses in his cards. Face tattoo counted his chips. He knows he doesn’t have enough. Face tattoo folds.Triple XL, without hesitation, pushes in all his chips of fifty-four thousand. Shades placed the sixty-two thousand aside and paused. No sniff this time? Shades scanned the green and layer he chips down and revealed his a pair of aces, one of spades and one of diamonds. Sweat and dread overtake Triple XL, he didn’t reveal and either did Bryan.

The turn. Hoodie watching everything detectivly. Face tattoo still counting. The blink, and the card. Jack of diamonds. Triple XL shifted in his seat edging ever closer. Sorry buddy. Than the river. The Ace of clubs. Shades triumphantly raised his arm in the air waiting to be crowned. Bryan sniffs.


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