"And that's what you call-"
The man placed his cards down, a smug smirk on his face. "A Royal Flush."
"No- It- No- THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! CHEATER!"
"Me? A cheater? I'm greatly offended, Mr. Takahara. I thought we were friends."
He leaned forward, tilting his head up with his pointer finger. A frown made its way to his face as he examined the others' horrified expression - but you could easily tell that he didn't care much for it.
"I'll admit, you were a great partner for some time. But, you got too full of yourself, and lost." he snapped his fingers, causing the other to flinch and turn to the sudden noise. "Just. Like. That."
"You-" Mr. Takahara looked back to the man, his anger becoming visible. "You're crazy. You're a fucking p-psychopath..!"
"Hm." the man chuckled, his eyes seeming to glow red in the light. "Maybe I am."
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𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗡 | original story.
Actionserein (n) the fine, light rain that falls from a clear sky at sunset or in the early hours of night; evening security. seven sins. one world. one police officer. one assassin. who will come out alive?
