In all the years you had known Husker, his skills at gambling was unmatched. The way you enjoyed the way he played and how he was able to win most of every game. You was captivated by his skills and you couldn’t help but want to learn his skills just for the fun of it and just to be close to him

It was quiet evening at the hotel, nothing was really happening around the hotel recently so most of everyone was relaxed other then Charlie. But when was she ever calm and collected? Everyone was enjoyed the quiet evening. including you. Your eyes watch Huskers every move. Every card he placed, every glace he made at Alastor. Even though it wasn't a real game of poker. it felt like a real game

Huskers eyes kept lingering on you from time to time noticing your eyes and the way you watched him play with Alastor at the bar. He put on his game face on and brought his all to the table to get your attention and your reaction. It was like a boost of electricity when you would be shocked on how he would out play Alastor from time to time, but Husker thought Alastor caught on that he was trying to impress you so he let him have a few wins

When Alastor excused himself from the bar, Husker shuffled the cards. The sound of the cards scratching against each other lingered in the area over the awkward silence that sits heavy in the air. Thats till Husker broke the silence with him clearing his throat. Breaking the fiction of his vocal cords and dry throat "Do you want to play?" He asked glancing at you waiting for your answer