#mai002

"Yanno, this was supposed to be fun,” Beckett protested as he stared at the slot machine he was standing in front of after he’d gotten annoyed at the Roulette table and chosen to walk away before he threw a childish fit of some sort, “But so far? It’s been far from it.” Once again, he smashed his hand against one of the buttons to test his luck before looking over at one of his best friends. “I mean, I’ve lost fifty seven bucks and it’s only been one hour, I’m wear these annoying clothes when I could be home in my sweatpants playing Super Mario Maker 2, and someone asked me for my ID ‘cause my dumbass chose to shave so now I look like a damn fifteen year old boy. My twenty fourth birthdays on Monday, for fucks sake! ---Have I told you that you look really nice? ‘Cause that’s been the one fun thing I’ve seen that isn’t a glass with alcohol in it.”