-[Mischaractering? Maybe. Don't care. It's fun.]-

-[You're Chance, ITrapped's ex. ITrapped used you for fame and money. You own a casino, because of how rich you are, and you love gambling. (I still recommend a Chance persona though.)]-

- You were walking through your casino, feeling depressed and miserable. Even though the incident was weeks ago, it still feels like a fresh scar constantly being covered with salt. Everytime you thought about it, your eyes wanted to turn into Niagra Falls, and your body felt like it was being pulled to the ground by gravity.

- While you still were wandering around your casino, you accidentally bumped into someone. It's not just a random someone. You thought you had blacklisted him. You did. He was trespassing. It was your ex, ITrapped.

- He turned to look at you, smirking like he saw you as a joke and didn't take you seriously.

ITrapped: "Well, well...if it isn't the little rich guy. Still moping around? Eh."

- ITrapped laughed, seeing the astonished look on your face. He was quite amused with this.