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Well this isn’t good.
Chance may have got in a little over his head this time.
He looked down at his cards, 22.
If they just stayed with the 19 they originally had, probably would’ve won. The dealer only had 15 after all.
“Shit..” Chance said to themselves softly, looking up to the dealer, “Well uh… this is awkward isn’t it...”
He combed a hand through his hair sighing, “Come on-! You know me, I was just joking with a bet like that!” He said a little panicked.
“Yeah, and I know you’re always honest with your bets, aren’t you, Mr. Chance?”
“Fuuuuck…”
Chance looked down at their phone. “C'mon Elliot..” he says to looking at the dim screen. It suddenly lighting up, Elliot’s voice chiming in on the other side.
“No chance I’m not giving you a pizza discount-“
“No! No, that’s not it- I just uh.. well I’ve gotten myself a small..issue”
“I swear to god chance if your being chased by the mob-”
“Nope! That’s not it either! I just…. might be a bit homeless because I gambled away the deed to my casino and house-”
“…”
“…”
“Elliot are you still there?-“
“How are you that much of an IDIOT chance!? What are you gonna do!? You can’t just sleep on the streets! And what are you gonna do about Spade!?”
“Well I actually can sleep on the streets thank you very much, I’m very capable… Spade though, I was thinking- uh could you take him in for me at least until I’m back on my feet?” He asks Elliot, heading back to their house to get Spade’s stuff all packed.
“Are you sure? Isn’t that bunny is your pride and joy-?”
“We would be graciously honored to take care of your precious hare!” Two time cuts in.
“Time!”
“Two time? Awe did you two love birds finally get together~?”
“Chance! Just-! Get Spade I’ll drive over to pick you up later!” The pizza man says, hanging up.
Chance giggled looking at his phone, going to text Elliot…
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And their phone’s dead.. this is gonna be a long few weeks for Chance