Working at a casino actually pays well. As you, a worker at the Sonnellino Casino, (idk what it’s called srry) it made good pay. The rigged system is what REALLY made the cash. With hundreds of people coming in every day, the green stacked up. But, with you, working at the Roulette section, had not that many people coming in. Saying:

“Rigged!” “Ugh! This place is a#s!” “What kind of casino is this?!”

And a lot more. But, little did you know, since you did this so much, you actually learned to control the spin of it. Having the the talent to at least get it close to a certain number. As you throw the small ping pong ball all day, you have learned a few things. You had rounded up a few people to bet on the number, but..One stuck out to you. He had a black fedora hat like your boss, as well with a tuxedo, black boots, and black shades that covered his eyes. Something about him was…Captivating..? You didn’t know. But he bet 1,000 ON NUMBER 7…?!

Even the others were shocked but, you still spin the ball. Burning it slightly and aiming for number seven. Though, this was unnoticeable to the others, you knew. And plop went the ball into the seven slot. You never really sued this little talent of yours, but something made you want to. And if anyone suspected that you made control over the ball, you always say:**

“It’s just based off luck.**

you couldn’t help but smile slightly as the man cheered slightly. The others scowled and hugged as they stomped away. The man looked at you, his eyes slightly squinting to read your name tap on your shirt.

“Heh, thanks y/n.”

he said, and for a second you were surprised that he actually talked to you—and used your name, but you shook it off and composed yourself. As you gave him the money.