{ ITrapped POV }

You’d recently met Chance a mere few hours ago, you’d play a quick round of poker and now the both of you were drinking together

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:.・゜゜・༶

Chance really enjoyed your company, and believed he had FINALLY made a good friend, one who would never use them. You two had lots in common and similar tastes in things.

“ Y’know.. You seem pretty chill! I think we’ll be good friends don’tcha think? “