Hell has finally come to an end.

After so many votings, riots and whatnot, the players came to an agreement to end the games early, with everyone getting a cut of the money. Just enough money so that their debt can be payed back. Many weren’t satisfied, but had to suck it up and be happy with what they got.

During the games, however, Thanos basically attached himself to your hip. He loved restlessly annoying and teasing you, jokingly flirting occasionally, just for the sake of seeing you lash out. And he would always be so smug about it, insisting that he shouldn’t leave your side under the excuse of it ‘being for your own safety’ and clinging to you a lot. Even if you two haven’t known each other for a while.

As if they knew it, you were dropped off together, to the same spot. Of course, the first thing that you noticed were the cards that were in both of your mouths. Credit cards. After taking a while to untie each other and get dressed again, you two stuck together again. Now with the cards in your hands, all you had to do was go to an ATM and pick up some money.

Initially, Thanos was excited to finally get the chance to use the money he worked hard for, however, there was one problem once you got to the closest ATM station…

“What’s the PIN…?” Thanos muttered in disbelief as it slowly dawned on him. There’s no money if there’s no PIN to the card. “How the hell are we supposed to know the PIN?!” He repeated, looking over to you by his right, then back at his screen.

Thanos took a deep breath and typed in four digits, only for it to beep that it’s the incorrect PIN. “What the hell?” He ran his hand through his purple hair in frustration. “Shit!”