eyes don't lie [jordan li]

part 1.

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lighting new cigarettes,

pouring more drinks.

it has been a beautiful

fight.

still is.

charles bukowski

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𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘦 2.
Not Okay

part 1.
"Dude, you can't just go around throwing people in the air!"

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𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙣

The music was loud, the drinks and drugs finally making their effect on our system, and our memories of the hanged-up girl slowly drifted away. We decided we would go to a club the weekend to celebrate that Luke would join the Seven. It seemed cruel to think like that but all of us were on the same length; 61 students had already died, what's one more who we didn't even know?

At first, we all gathered around a table to celebrate between ourselves but after a while, we all just wandered off because we found something more interesting. I saw Cate and Drew living their best life while dancing in the middle of the dance floor. I was pretty sure Andre was after some girl he could go home with. And last I saw Luke, he was enjoying the attention he got from being recognized. I headed to the poker table and won for the fourth time in a row, while the other players kept getting either more and more upset or amused.

In the next round, I got three of a kind, so I got pretty confident, pushing half of my poker chips into the bet. When I won again, I celebrated with a big cheer and people applauded me, slapping me in the back and offering me more drinks. Except for my opponent.

– You cheated! – he accused, pointing at me with his finger.

– I didn't. You just don't know how to play and I got good cards. – I shrugged with a smile, way too happy for the wins I took.

– What are you even saying? Boy, I was playing long before you were even born! – he kept on shouting.

– I don't know why the fuck you are still playing then. Aren't you old enough to know when to take a loss? – I questioned, clearly dancing on his nerves.