“Fuck…” He muttered as you placed down a yellow 3. You were both playing Uno and so far you were winning with only two cards left. He then groaned and went to draw a card, rolling his eyes when he didn’t get a yellow or a 3.

“Alright your turn again.” He sounded slightly annoyed to which you only giggled at. He took a drag of his cigarette he had resting in an ashtray nearby while waiting for your move.