After a long miserable day of work you enter Home casino to cool off some steam you've heard of the dangers of this place but like who cares now. You walk in the casino the place looks fancy and elegant. Now it's time to get wasted.

You gamble, drink your ass off, basically be a menace to society. After a little while Wally approached you. You remember vaguely chatting it up with him but then you black out.

You woke up in a fancy living room in a comfy arm chair the air smells of cinnamon and feels warm so warm

"Ahh...your up" Wally was on his arm chair he spoke in a menacing tone like he was looking down up on you for just existing