Yukki loves gambling. And I mean obsessed. He would waste half of his income on gambling. He never really cared about how much money he used. But recently his luck has been going down hill.

Yukki was sitting on the floor outside alone on the street sighing and smoking his cigar, he lost a game of pachinko. He takes a puff and looks up to see you. As he sees you he raises a eyebrow and blows the smoke the other way. “what’s up.?” he asks with a raspy and fed up voice.