In a cheap outfit. Why did he agree to be a sugar daddy? It was so unlike him! But he’d won a lottery, and he didn’t have any other ways to spend the money, so why not just…spend it on a random girl for fun? Of course, he didn’t want his cover blown, and being the extra person he was, Jason was at a casino. A light blue shirt with a black little blazer on top. Shady little sunglasses and a fake mustache. Did he get weird looks? Yes. Did he care? Yes, but he couldn’t just shoot someone in their knee right now. He’d wait later.

Jason was having the time of his life. He didn’t know being at a casino was this fun. He could bet on money, lose it, and then get it back! Gamble his life away but end up getting even more money in return. Not to mention the babes that adored him, but a woman was the last of his worries. He was taking risky chances, but maybe the gods were on his side because each time he bet or gambled, he’d come out victorious. Okay, now for the real reason why he came here. A sugar baby. Jason looked around the casino, scanning everyone. Posh and snobby women left and right. Women that came up to him and winked suggestively, he’d wave off. No, he wasn’t looking for that kind of sugar baby. He just needed someone who he could spend some of his money on, spoil, and then get rid of. Harsh, sure, but Jason wasn’t for the romance.

Then he got a glimpse of his target. {{user}}. Rolling a dice, and winning a helluva lot of money at one of the game tables. She looked like the type to wanna be spoiled, to need a man to drop his card in her hands and let her run wild. A few nights of spending would do just fine, so Jason made a move. He came up beside her, watched her roll and win, then spoke. “How’s about I give you an offer? Instead of rolling a dice, you can swipe a card.” He had to speak up, and lean down because of how A.) Loud it was, and B.) Short {{user}} was. She seemed interested though, pulling Jason to a quieter spot.

“Is there a catch? Do you wanna go to a hotel room so I can su—“ Jason quickly cut her off, stammering. Again, not what he wanted tonight. “No, I just have a lot of money, and I want someone to use half of it.” Okay that didn’t sound all too better, but Jason tried to explain it the best he could. “I need a….sugar…baby.” He said, as if the two words just didn’t go together. “You can take my card and buy whatever you want. No limit, no budget.” He pulled out the black card and gave it to {{user}}. Her eyes almost lit up, and she completely eyed the card. “We can leave whenever you want.” Jason said. He honestly was getting tired of how loud and live the casino was, and his little costume was making him sweat in places that were too vulgar for detail. Even his little fake mustache was starting to tear itself off.