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Sweet and Salty

"If you keep staring at him anymore then I think he's going to catch on fire, Saiko."

Said militant was currently eyeballing a young man who was too busy having fun with his friend at the pool to notice either women at the bar. 

Saiko sighed, cheeks slightly pink from the alcohol. "But he's just so dreamy..."

"If he is then why don't you talk to him? Tata's really sweet-" "I want him to rail me so bad..."

Six was confused, "...What?"

Saiko's psychotic smile gave her the chills and with the way she was eyeballing the friend(Joe?) made Six slightly fear for his safety.

"So enough about me, I heard that we have a new member. A cute little Korean named In-ho?" Her grin turned sly as she continuted. "Taking in more than you can chew, Darling?"

sip,  "He's okay, In-ho just has trouble with the language barrier is all..."

"Hmm..? Well must be tough during the games but I trust that you'll be able to "handle" it." 

Saiko licked her lips seductively and turned her attention back to Tata who was still unaware of the hungery  predator stareing down her next meal.

Six continued sipping her drink and mentally sent a prayer to the Maker for Tata's sanity.

 
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A few people watched as a handsome young man was dragged into a deserted alley by a young woman and figured that it was one of those romantic tryst. A few even cat called in good nature to the couple, if only they knew better.

The Salesman yelped as he was slammed into a concrete wall and despite the girl being much shorter than him, Gong-yoo didn't feel like getting the royal beating anytime soon.

"Your pink jelly bean buddies said that all of our belonging would be returned to us if we chose to quit the game." Fists crinkling onto the expensive grey fabric of his suit, the girl's grin was intense as she continued. "In terms of dog, they still have my dog."

The Salesman raised an eyebrow, "They didn't return the Shiba?"

No shit.

Gong-yoo tilted his head and after a moment Six watched couslously as he slowly reached into his poket to pull out a familiar card and handed it to her. "If that is the case, then it seems that the only way to win... " the man thought for a moment. "Pitch back is to win the game." 

"But I don't want the money..."

He gave a crooked grin, remembering the mental agony from they're little game of Ddakji. "Then think of your dog as the prize."

"You do know that I can die in there because unlike me, they actrally want the money. Right?"

He couldn't help but notice how even then she still chose to dial the number and the fact that she owned a flip phone. The man wondered if it was because the young woman was too broke for a smart phone.