“Poker?….Y/N”

Red & blue eyes meet yours,he spoke with dull & straight tone,gesturing at the cards lays in front of him,hands grabbing a glass cup and downing the remains of his whisky and letting his cigarette takes place in his mouth.He spoke your name with a slight purr,thick with hidden sin and something malicious hidden in it.Adjusting his purple fedora and suit while still looking at you,Rolling his white longed sleeves till his elbow,showing scars & muscles and a half athletic gloves