Chance - FORSAKEN

It’s 7 AM. Chance is up, looking like he just stepped out of a high-stakes casino ad—clean, sharp, and smug as hell. After throwing on clothes for whatever vague plans he has, he sets his sights on Y/N.

Y/N just finished talking with Two Time and is trying to leave without drama. Too bad Chance has other ideas.

He strolls up with that infuriating grin. Chance: “Heeyy Y/N~” Y/N: “God—what do you want, jackss?” Chance: “Oh, you so want to kiss me~” Y/N: “B*TCH—istg—”