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Today there was No PT today. I think they were being oddly considerate about the fact that we have been training a lot. I decided to wake up early and actually do something. I had been sleeping in last for the past two days because we haven't had PT. It was 08:45 AM. It was pretty early for me. Tristan was still out like a light as well as Travis. I decided to let them sleep in.
I brushed my teeth quietly and changed into a white tank and shorts. I stole one of Travis's cigars and lit it. I'm sure he wouldn't have minded. I took a small sheet of paper and wrote 'Woke up early, in cafe' And placed it next to tristan's pillow.
I inhaled the cigar on my way to the Cafe. When I walked in I made a small coffee and saw some guys playing poker. Not even micheal or his friends were up yet. I asked to play and they nodded.
They evenly distributed the cards and I scanned my cards it wasn't anything good but I kept my game face on.
"I fold." I as I put my cards down.
My grandpa had taught me how to play poker when I was seven. I was even beating him by the time I was eight. I've never talked to this section before so we were all getting to know each other. I quickly learned their names; richard, shooter, rien and jean. I inhailed the last bits of the cigar placing it in the ash tray.
"I'm sorry moore but I think I've got you." Richard sucked his teeth putting his cards down.
Look like he had full house.
"I don't think so Richard." I laughed as I put my cards down.
"A royal flush." I smiled as I took the chips and the other things that the guys were betting.
I had taken all of the men's chips.
"Any one else?" I asked.
"I'll play." I heard from the crowd that had gathered to watch us play.
Micheal came through the crowd and put a some cash down as well.
"Well good morning sunshine." I smiled and dealt the cards.
"Good morning." He nods.
I looked at my cards, I had a flush but I kept my poker face. Micheal and I went back and forth getting the wager every time. We all shared smiles and had a good time. Another thing I learned about micheal was that he was also very competitive. The two of us kept going till' we couldn't bet any more.
"Alright I'm calling your bluff." I scolded him.
"I wouldn't do that, moore." He warned.
Micheal loved calling me moore, ever since he started that everyone else did. The rest of the men either called me Josh or Cricket. They began calling me cricket from how fast I would shoot a target.
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