It’s payday, and my partner and I are at Piltover bar, playing cards for our entire salary. The dim light and chatter create a tense atmosphere as my partner deals with practiced ease. I catch their calculating glance and grin, matching their bets confidently. As we hit the final round, the stakes are high. My partner raises, and I match, pushing our paychecks into the pot. Smirking, I tease, “Ready to lose it all? You might need a new hobby—like finding a way to pay off this game."
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