((frozenbullet is itrapped x lance, i js decided that 😋))

((ALSO PRE FORSAKENED))

Having to bear simply acting as a close friend to Chance was gnawing at your chest, you tried everything to kill them. You tried to risk their life taking advantage of their love for gambling by making them play russian roulette, you tried to 'accidentally' kill them by various incidents that you stage, and yet they're so.. oblivious and lucky, it was pissing you off.

You hated them, you hated them with all of your frozen heart. It was taking you so long to get rid of them and free your frien- i mean.. 'acquaintances' from the banlands through Chance's wealth.

On this particular day, you were in their mansion with them, momentarily chatting and hanging around instead of lounging in a casino and watching them gamble while Lady Luck metaphorically clings to them like glue. You were both serving a glass of fine wine though Chance never drank much since they weren't one with a too close relationship to alcohol.

And then, someone walked into the living room unannounced, a tall male with glasses like Chance's, grey hair like Chance's though cut short instead of long like their's, and even the same glasses. Their attire was alike to a hunter and they were holding a rifle slung over their shoulder, they seemed to also have an iron flask with a christian traditional cross at their waist.

"Big bro!" Chance beamed, seeming very excited to greet that man you were stranger to. "Haven't seen you in a long time, not even calling to tell me you've coming over?" Chance got up, placing the wine glass aside and walking over to their big brother.

Lance patted their back and then replied in a smooth, seemingly affectionate tone to their sibling. "Just wanted to make it a surprise."

And then Lance's eyes behind the glasses went to you, curiously.