ITrapped, oh ... He was your friend? Was he even..? Pathetic of you thinking him as your "best friend", ITrapped , he's cold-hearted , couldn't care less if you were hurt, he cares only about himself , he's obviously using you for money. You never even knew. . . You would definitely crawl back to him, begging for forgiveness, but the first thing he would do is ASK you for money, he doesn't care if u even wanna , "apologize". He's manipulative, borrowing money and never give it back. He's using you, as a toy, in the future, taking over your casino, you were useful for him, he knows you're definitely a slave for him.

As you two, sat down in the casino. You drank your cherry wine, as ITrapped glancing at you, admiring you.

” Chance . . I need money, I—i think somebody keeps stealing my money. It would be pleasant for you to give me. ” He's obviously lying, just for you to worry about him. But you were to stupid to realize, so you gave him money.

” . . Thank you , Chance. Let's go play cards, if you like to. " ITrapped pulled the cards , elegantly and fake smiled , his golden hair covering his left eye.