Devildice - rewrite

Casino

I get home quicker than usual. You can't blame me; I'm excited for tonight. I open my bedroom door, quickly grab the note out of my pocket, and set it on my dresser. I won't be forgetting that again. I open my closet, thinking I've got to wear something impressive for tonight. After digging through my outfits, I find one that I think will do. It's a lavender button-up, black jeans, a white tee underneath, white shoes, and a watch. I feel like it's casual yet stylish. I check myself out in the bathroom mirror. Perfect.

I spray on some fancy fragrance that I usually only wear on special occasions—a gift from my mother. It was very expensive, so I savor it as much as I can. I feel like tonight's plans are a perfect occasion. Since she passed away, it brings up memories of her. It doesn't make me feel sad; rather, it makes me feel happy and reminds me of the joyful memories we had. Okay, it may hurt a little to remember those moments, but for the most part, it reminds me of the beautiful woman she was. She always loved fragrances; she always smelled so amazing and had excellent taste. The fragrance she got me smells sophisticated yet adventurous, rich yet humble. It's perfect.

Alright, I think I'm ready to head out. My stomach feels butterflies all of a sudden. I'm feeling a little nervous. I hope everyone likes me; I hope I can make a good impression on everyone. I head down to the parking space outside our house, get in my car, enter the location on my GPS, and pull out of the parking space. I see it's just one town over—not too far.

After a fifteen-minute drive, I arrive at the bar casino. I've never seen this place before. It looks cool, with bright red neon lights spelling out "Devil's Casino & Bar," and a large devil above it gripping the letters. Pretty cool; I haven't seen a casino like this before. I get out of my car, lock it, and head in. Looks like I'm the first one here; hopefully, the others show up soon. I might as well take a look around while I wait since it seems like everyone else has already been here before.

I walk up and enter the building. I notice that along the far left wall stretches a very long bar, so long that it needs three bartenders serving at once. To the right of the bar are slot machines, pool tables, a few roulette tables, card tables for poker, and a few small tables and chairs for eating. Wow, this place is impressive; admittedly, it's better than any casino my father owns, and that's saying something. It's very clean and organized. There's a fair amount of people here already, mainly people at the bar pre-gaming for some gambling games. I'm sure this place will pick up pretty quickly in an hour or so.

A man walks up to me holding out a clipboard and a piece of paper. "Hello, sir. If you wouldn't mind, we'd like you to sign your name and phone number on our list—just for legal purposes. You'd be surprised how many people get too drunk and forget to cash out their money vouchers." It's a man wearing a white dress suit and black pants with suspenders. Seems pretty fancy.

"Oh, yeah, sure, no problem," I say, grabbing his clipboard and writing down my name and number.

"Thank you, sir. Would you like to have a seat at our bar, or will you head straight for the games?" he asks me politely.

"I could take a drink," I say.

"Splendid! As you can see, our bar is located against the left wall. If you have any questions or comments, you can find me near the entrance. And one last thing, may I scan your ID to be sure you are of age?"

"Oh, yeah, for sure," I say, handing him my ID.

"Alright, you are all set. Enjoy your night, sir," he says and paces away.

Wow, I was mostly expecting my new friends to take me to a trashy, dirty bar and casino; I wasn't expecting this. This place is beautiful.

I make my way across the dark red carpet leading to the bar and take a seat. I take a look at the bartender helping another customer further down from me and—wait, is that Devin? I see him look over at me, then look away. After a few minutes, he makes his way over to me.