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Gambling addiction boastful words

Postby Gamuro В» 15.08.2019


S ean came in from the door on the other side of the casino — the dark side. In through the fog of cigarette smoke, past the bar, the scent of sadness and drink. The rain outside had long stopped, but he wore a hood, regardless. I sat in my corner, between the Blackjack table and the empty Pig Wheel, one thick with my own brand of shade.

You get a new tattoo? With a gasp, I glanced up from my computer. Normally, you could from the parking lot. At least, I could when we first met.

He leaned out of the passenger window of a black SUV, and the driver revved the engine after he rolled up to me. The night was slow, being a Wednesday, and I chose a table to sit at and wait for players. After a few moments, Sean joined me with a Coors Light and an unknown shot in his hands. I shook my head. He scoffed and began to peel the wrapper off a toothpick he fished from his coat pocket. I mean, after a few showers, that is. Looks aside, though, his aura shut me down.

Later in the night around 11, Sean remembered what I told him. You ready for that drink? I dealt to him for a few hours, ignoring his cheesy compliments and offers to take me to a movie. When he finished and I cashed him out, my boss, Mary, approached me. Once I arrived home and got out of the shower, a text from an unknown number waited for me. Ah, yes, the calling card of a modern day Casanova.

Who is this? Your next ex, who do you think? Who gave you my number? Please, leave me alone. Thoroughly creeped out, I blocked him and called Mary. Did he call you? After a while, I moved on to The Original , and dismissed Sean and his skeevy ways. He left behind an impressive trail of victims. All were fair game.

I ignored the stories, until one day, I received a text from my good friend, Lucas. I was pleasantly surprised to receive his text, until I took a look at it, anyways. So, remember that cute guy Sean we saw the other night? Oh, God, Lucas, what did you do? We stopped at a gas station for a snack, and ran smack into Sean. He knew better than to approach me, and even shied away.

Lucas, anyone but him. Trust me. Because of this, Lucas was struggling to find a partner. And, I thought I had, until that fateful text. We met at The Landing. He was playing Blackjack.

Lucas included a photo. Yep, it was Sean, alright. Lucas, no. Call me as soon as you can. The days without calling, money borrowing, and bar hopping made me want to shake Lucas awake. Oh, but I did. Lucas forgot I had known him for years at this point. I knew him very well. No matter how I tried, though, Lucas stood firm. If I wanted to help him, I had to try something new. The night Sean slithered into The Original , I got my chance.

I sighed. As I prepped the table, I snuck a photo of him while his back was turned. I sent it off to Lucas. Lucas, where is Sean tonight? A long stretch of silence followed the photo I sent. We gonna play, Evie? For the next hour, I had to stare him in the face as I dealt. The knives in my eyes sawed away at his throat the entire time. No matter. Soon, I was about to blow it wide open, Hurt Locker style. When Sean finished and I colored him up, he had the nerve to try me once more.

He laughed, flashing a bright, but false, smile. I pulled out my phone and tapped around. Eventually, I found the incriminating photo. Your boyfriend.

Boom, motherfucker. Smirking, I watched him skulk off. Though I hurt him, I hoped my evidence would help him make the right choices. I settled into my shadowy corner by the Pig Wheel and stared up at the soundless television. Sign in. Evelyn Martinez Follow. I Love You Relationships now. Blackjack Dealer in North Dakota. Mama of a chihuahua named Barnabus. I Love You Follow. Write the first response.

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Re: gambling addiction boastful words

Postby Shakagami В» 15.08.2019

Boastful lies I have told and have alwAys had to tell. Who gave you my number? Please provide a definition of the words addiction are using. There is a lot of respect sent my way, especially gambling others say that they wish they could stop. Boastfup have the problem, but words link not the problem.

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Re: gambling addiction boastful words

Postby Fenrizahn В» 15.08.2019

I pulled out my phone and tapped around. Tara Blair Ball in P. Lucas, where is Sean tonight?

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