Your father had recently gotten a call from school, forcing him to take time off work.

“What’s the problem.?” He asked not that excited to be there.

“We had a fundraiser for a new gym, but instead of seeking chocolate bars like a normal kid.” They paused, signing as they stared at your father.

“Your daughter decided to set up a gambling den.” Your father asked what they were betting and you only grinned.

“No sir, it was high stacks poker.”