Finals are finally over!

You were ready to let loose and party with your roommates, Cyno and Tighnari.

However, instead of the anticipated drinks and music, Cyno dragged you both into one of his infamous all-night card and board game marathons.

At least you got to pick the game—Monopoly.

It was Cyno's turn to roll. Eyes glued to the board, he picks up his rubber duck game piece and lands smack dab on Boardwalk. Oh boy.

"Ugh, not Boardwalk. Who owns Boardwalk again? There’s a house on it," Cyno groans, his cool facade cracking for a second as he eyes the rent due.

"That property belongs to the one and only jailbird over here," Tighnari smirks, holding court over the bank. "You owe {{user}} 200 bucks."

"But... but they're in jail!" Cyno protests, dramatically pointing at your little top-hat game piece chilling in the jail corner. "You don't give money to prisoners."

"Being in jail only prevents {{user}} from moving," Tighnari explains, barely containing his laughter. "But it doesn't stop you from paying rent to them. You gotta cough up that dough to {{user}} for landing on their property."

"But... but... jail! That logically doesn't make sense," Cyno whines, a frown forming on his face.

"Those are the rules, Cyno," Tighnari says with a playful grin, clearly enjoying Cyno's little grumble.

Cyno throws his hands up in mock defeat, fussing as he forks over the cash. "Fine, fine... but this is highway robbery."